Tuesday!!

My Tuesday lunch date finally rolled around.  There were some scheduling conflicts last minute that had to be worked out, but in the end we both made it work. 
I was a nervous wreck.  I met him at his work.  He came out to the van to meet me.  I have to say, it was a moment like in a movie.  I looked at him for the first time in person, and wow, his eyes drew me in.  They are an amazingly  beautiful shade of green.  Awesome.  Tall, broad shoulders, kind smile. 
Fabulous. 
We sat in this little sandwich diner next to his job site and talked for over and hour and a half. 
When it was time for him to go back to work, he took me thru his job site and explained what he was doing.  I was impressed.  Not only was I impressed by his knowledge of his field, but in the fact that as he explained it, and answered my questions, never once did he seem to talk down to me, another new experience for me.  It was kind of cool being behind the construction tape, seeing things in their in progress stages. 
When he walked me to my car, I didn't really want to leave, but I knew he had to go back to work. 
so we stood there and talked a bit more, I don't remember what about. 
Then he kissed me goodbye.  (He did not ask, like Mr. Nice Guy, instead, he just did it)
Oh my...  With my love of the English language and all of it's complexities, I do not think I can explain the feeling of that kiss.  Or the one that followed.  I literally forgot where my keys were. (They were in my hand)  I staggered on my feet one step, and I was glad my van was right behind me. 
I wanted to go back to the diner and sit down for another hour and a half. 
But he had to go back to work.
So I drove back home.  We both did the kid pick up thing, and got them settled where they needed to be, and I drove back to his house for dinner, all on Tuesday. 
He was like a magnet. 
I went to his house and we just sat on his couch and halfway watched a tv show, but really just talked and talked until it was time for me to leave and go pick up my kids, or in truth, 45 minutes past when I should have left to go pick up my kids. We talked so long, that we forgot to even make supper, and I was totally fine with it, I didn't miss it at all. 
It was by far the best date/day. 
When I finally left his house, I couldn't stop smiling. 
Tuesday was a great day, full of butterflies, excitement, nerves, and little slices of perfection mixed in.