The X Factor

On the same day that I met Gruen for coffee, I got a text message from a number not in my phone asking if this was still my number.  Turns out, it was an ex I originally met 5 years ago.  We got as far as the three month itch before realising we weren't compatible.  Because we hadn't sufficiently hurt each other the first time around, after we bumped into each other in a random club that neither of us used to go to a couple years or more ago, we decided to give it another go.  That lasted only a month or two before things turned ugly and we went our separate ways. 

Needless to say, I was rather surprised to be getting a text message from him at all after the ugliness of the break up.  Turns out he was working on the new building opposite where I work and he saw me almost every lunch break, a couple of times I was less than a metre away from him but he never said a word to me because I apparently looked annoyed or angry and he assumed that I'd deliberately ignored him (this little nugget gets filed away for future reference - may be the reason men never approach me in Brisbane???).  The long and short of it was that he managed to find my number written down in his room after months of searching (I'm a little afraid to see the state of the room?) and contacted me. 

We had dinner that night as a last minute thing and were surprised to realise that this was actually the first time we had ever gone out to dinner together as our relationship was usually always confined to the couch watching a movie, or in the bedroom.  It was actually really nice to just sit there and chat and he seemed much more mature than I remembered him, and has also completed his apprenticeship now so he's a fully qualified sparky these days.  He drove me home even though he lives on the other side of the city and we had the biggest snog in the car when we got back to where my car was parked.  It was like being 16 again... seriously... it went on for fifteen or twenty minutes and even had a bit of booby grabbing in there.  Haven't had action just like that in years! 

Like Gruen, he too sent a text message when he got home saying he'd enjoyed dinner.  This only further supports my theory that some men have clued onto how women think and might be using it to their advantage.

On Friday night last week, I finished work early and rang Gruen on the off chance he was free to hang out.  He wasn't, so I contacted the X factor and he decided to come over, but only on the provision that if he stayed there would be nothing in it for him.  He agreed.  Of course, while the X Factor was on his way over, Gruen rang me back and had decided he'd rather hang out with me and was going to change his plans.

That was a little awkward...

I see the Gruen as someone I could go out for dinner with, who I can do more fun things with, be a bit spontaneous with, someone who (if he is telling the truth about who he is) could keep me on my toes and keep me interested enough.  I see the X factor as someone who I can cuddle up with at night (I had forgotten how much better he was at that than others), and maybe even get a little nooky from.  

The REAL challenge is going to be how to juggle them both, and any others I meet along the way, without them finding out about each other.  When I work two jobs, study part time, have volunteer work, socialise with friends AND try and date its no surprise that I'm going to be kept on my toes and will have to be VERY careful in making sure that they never know about each other.

I'm definitely up for the challenge.