Hey, everyone... I'm new here, just found the forum yesterday and felt compelled to register after reading a few of the threads. Some of the things I've seen here are really helping me to get a handle on my current situation and I'm very thankful for that.
My story is a long one but all these details are relevant, so here goes:
I'm a middle-aged man, a bit overweight but not too bad-looking. I'm laid-back, friendly, have a good sense of humor and have done reasonably well with women over the years although in many cases THEY were the "aggressors", not me. I've never thought of myself as a player or anything but I've had some good luck here and there.
A few years ago I friended a woman on Facebook - neither of us can remember the exact circumstances - and we interacted on a fairly regular basis although most of the time, she didn't pay me any more attention than she gave the rest of her horde of male admirers. She's a few years older than me, VERY attractive, intelligent and has great taste in music (i.e., similar to mine). It wasn't long before I started to develop a big crush on her but I always did my best to not be obvious about it. We don't live very far apart and even made tentative plans to meet up two or three times but she canceled each time. The reasons she gave seemed legitimate so I didn't take it personally, but after a while I kinda gave up on meeting her.
Then, a couple of months after she broke up with the guy she had been seeing - a rather dumpy-looking but no doubt funny and charismatic fella who had managed to impress her with his status as a minor celebrity - something extraordinary happened. She started showing a lot of interest in me - "liking" and commenting on most of my posts and photos, posting stuff on my wall, etc. Naturally I was pleased with this but when she messaged me one day and said I should come down and visit, I was floored! I knew I shouldn't appear overeager but I also didn't wanna play games and miss my chance to strike while the iron was hot, so I sent a short but positive reply and the date was made for that weekend.
The next three-and-a-half days were spent in more excitement and anticipation than I've felt since I was a teenager, but I managed to play it cool on Facebook and let her initiate all conversation. She wrote again a couple of days later with restaurant suggestions, we agreed on a specific place and a time and the plan was set. My only private message to her after that was a one-liner on the morning of: "See you soon!"
I showed up pretty much on time (just a few minutes late due to traffic) and there she was, looking even more gorgeous than in her pictures. I don't know how I managed to do it, but even though I was a bit nervous the whole time (she's the girl I've been dreaming about for a couple of years, after all) I managed to not make an ass of myself for the whole time we were together, seven hours or so. Sure, I may have made a couple of minor faux pas along the way, and I think I might have missed a cue to give her a real kiss when I dropped her off at her home, but I left that night feeling that the date had gone pretty well.
Then I got home and made mistake #1: I messaged her right away to tell her that I had a great time and would like to see her again. She wrote back quickly and said yes, I had a good time too and yes, we should get together again and check out a different restaurant. I went to bed that night feeling all was right with the world.
The next day, I knew something was wrong. She was on Facebook but not interacting with me at all, no comments or anything. A couple of days later I sent a very brief message (one or two sentences) in reference to something we had joked about during our time together and her response was short and standoffish. You get the picture: it seemed as if the interest she had shown in me prior to our meeting had totally evaporated, despite that fact that our date was definitely not a disaster. I was starting to think that maybe she really hadn't been too impressed with me and had only hung out with me as long as she did because she knew I had to drive a couple of hours each way to be there.
After feeling really ****ty and down on myself for a couple of days, I plugged some phrase like "aloof after first date" into Google and found one of the threads on this forum. It's been quite an eye-opener to say the least. Although I can't undo whatever damage I may have done from seeming too eager immediately after our date, I have been virtually ignoring her since yesterday and... whattaya know? She started "liking" some of my posts again. I'm going to keep this up for a while and see if it results in contact from her. After a couple of weeks, I suppose I'll just gird my loins and drop a hint about a second date. I don't think I have much to lose at this point, do I?
So there ya have it. Your thoughts and comments are much appreciated.
My story is a long one but all these details are relevant, so here goes:
I'm a middle-aged man, a bit overweight but not too bad-looking. I'm laid-back, friendly, have a good sense of humor and have done reasonably well with women over the years although in many cases THEY were the "aggressors", not me. I've never thought of myself as a player or anything but I've had some good luck here and there.
A few years ago I friended a woman on Facebook - neither of us can remember the exact circumstances - and we interacted on a fairly regular basis although most of the time, she didn't pay me any more attention than she gave the rest of her horde of male admirers. She's a few years older than me, VERY attractive, intelligent and has great taste in music (i.e., similar to mine). It wasn't long before I started to develop a big crush on her but I always did my best to not be obvious about it. We don't live very far apart and even made tentative plans to meet up two or three times but she canceled each time. The reasons she gave seemed legitimate so I didn't take it personally, but after a while I kinda gave up on meeting her.
Then, a couple of months after she broke up with the guy she had been seeing - a rather dumpy-looking but no doubt funny and charismatic fella who had managed to impress her with his status as a minor celebrity - something extraordinary happened. She started showing a lot of interest in me - "liking" and commenting on most of my posts and photos, posting stuff on my wall, etc. Naturally I was pleased with this but when she messaged me one day and said I should come down and visit, I was floored! I knew I shouldn't appear overeager but I also didn't wanna play games and miss my chance to strike while the iron was hot, so I sent a short but positive reply and the date was made for that weekend.
The next three-and-a-half days were spent in more excitement and anticipation than I've felt since I was a teenager, but I managed to play it cool on Facebook and let her initiate all conversation. She wrote again a couple of days later with restaurant suggestions, we agreed on a specific place and a time and the plan was set. My only private message to her after that was a one-liner on the morning of: "See you soon!"
I showed up pretty much on time (just a few minutes late due to traffic) and there she was, looking even more gorgeous than in her pictures. I don't know how I managed to do it, but even though I was a bit nervous the whole time (she's the girl I've been dreaming about for a couple of years, after all) I managed to not make an ass of myself for the whole time we were together, seven hours or so. Sure, I may have made a couple of minor faux pas along the way, and I think I might have missed a cue to give her a real kiss when I dropped her off at her home, but I left that night feeling that the date had gone pretty well.
Then I got home and made mistake #1: I messaged her right away to tell her that I had a great time and would like to see her again. She wrote back quickly and said yes, I had a good time too and yes, we should get together again and check out a different restaurant. I went to bed that night feeling all was right with the world.
The next day, I knew something was wrong. She was on Facebook but not interacting with me at all, no comments or anything. A couple of days later I sent a very brief message (one or two sentences) in reference to something we had joked about during our time together and her response was short and standoffish. You get the picture: it seemed as if the interest she had shown in me prior to our meeting had totally evaporated, despite that fact that our date was definitely not a disaster. I was starting to think that maybe she really hadn't been too impressed with me and had only hung out with me as long as she did because she knew I had to drive a couple of hours each way to be there.
After feeling really ****ty and down on myself for a couple of days, I plugged some phrase like "aloof after first date" into Google and found one of the threads on this forum. It's been quite an eye-opener to say the least. Although I can't undo whatever damage I may have done from seeming too eager immediately after our date, I have been virtually ignoring her since yesterday and... whattaya know? She started "liking" some of my posts again. I'm going to keep this up for a while and see if it results in contact from her. After a couple of weeks, I suppose I'll just gird my loins and drop a hint about a second date. I don't think I have much to lose at this point, do I?
So there ya have it. Your thoughts and comments are much appreciated.

