There’s the potential for a second date with a gentleman who has some appeal but also some unexpected red flags.
On the one hand, I liked him.
On the other hand, I don’t feel a strong attraction, a pull, to him.
On the one hand, we’ve only been on one date, so that could grow.
On the other hand, I’ve never had that change much.
On the one hand, I feel like I should be grateful I’ve met someone appealing, as it does feel like “there is nobody left” at this age.
On the other hand, I’ve had several people tell me that one of his red flags should be a dealbreaker.
On the other other hand, I’ve had other friends tell me that it shouldn’t be.
On the one hand, it feels unfair not to give it a little more time, spend at least one more date with him.
On the other hand, it would be much, much easier to nip this in the bud now than a few dates from now.
On the one hand, what’s one date?
On the other hand, my schedule is quite packed, and I find myself extremely reluctant to give up any thing on my plate right now, whether it be a dance class, catching up with a couple of friends, getting to the grocery store, a big event I really want to attend on Sunday, my new yoga cult, or maybe, just maybe, a little bit of free time to make a dent in the four books piled on my coffee table.
On the one hand, it could be healthy to spend time with another person.
On the other hand, it would be easier to spend time with someone who is already involved in some way in my activities, so I don’t have to carve out extra time.
On the one hand, maybe I’m becoming too inflexible and selfish too make room for somebody.
On the other hand, maybe I can only make that room for somebody really special.
On the one hand, someone that special may never show up.
On the other hand, perhaps I’m becoming busy and happy enough on my own?
Honestly, I wouldn’t have minded the disappearing act this time, so I could avoid all these questions.