As some of you know I've been single for about the last four months. I moved on with my life and everythings great thus far. I bought a new car (go me!). Started back to school. Am looking at buying a house for the first time. And anyway back to the sitch I'm in:
While I was still with my ex, he and I hung around a guy named Joe that seemed pretty nice. Well sh*t happened and my ex and I didn't work out. The night he and I broke up I went out with Joe, my best friend Amanda, and her husband Allen b/c Allen's band was playing at a club called Bora Bora that night. Long story short, I was completely, utterly, totally drunk before I left that place. The four of us went to IHOP with Allen's parents and by the time I got home I was somewhat coherent enough to understand that I was indeed a little drunk. Anyhow, Joe took me home and even though I was firmly aware that he coudl've taken advantage of me in the worst way possible - he didn't. He kissed me goodnight and that was it. I went inside and fell asleep.
After that, nothing else happened. I was still hurting from the way things went down with my ex. I didn't want a boyfriend and was perfectly content being by myself. But I knew eventually I'd have to start dating again, so I did. And actually, I was dating three people (no sex involved lol) and still hanging out with Joe but only as a friend.
Somewhere, something changed. I don't know how it happened or what caused it. I was at home one night and he called me after a date I'd been on and we spent three hours on the phone. I was tired when I got home too but the minute Joe called I was wide awake. Anyhow, after we'd been on the phone for about forty minutes he asked me what I was doing on Valentines Day and asked if I wanted to go out to dinner with him. So we went to dinner. I had a great time and as I was walking to his car I felt it change. And at first, I felt really guilty, as though I was somehow betraying my ex by trying move on.
Anyhow, during this time Joe insisted that we were just friends which was fine with me. However, we would text each other all day long, talk on the phone at night, we were together at the very least once a week.
So, anyhow, this past Friday I was at his house and we fell asleep. I didn't wake up until 1 o'clock the next day. I've never slept like that. Not even when I slept next to my ex. I would toss and turn all night. Then Saturday night he *asked* to spend Easter with my family and meet my dad (which if any of you know me..I have a severe case of daddy's girl syndrome). I was shocked of course. He *wanted* to spend Easter with my off kilter family. Anyhow, at one point we were headed back to my aunt's house and I mentioned a friend of mine who is male and treats me like I'm his little sister. He got jealous and it kinda freaked him out because he says he doesn't get attached to people. So anyhow, when he dropped me off at home we made it official - we're together. Which is odd because when my ex and I were still together I used to tell Joe that he would find a girl that would change his mind about relationships. I didn't think it would be me. So my question is, now what? What do I do? I mean, they say 10 years out of the dating game will rip you apart but I've only spent two years out of it and I feel like a fish out of water. I keep telling myself baby steps but, I mean, wow...it's just so weird sometimes. I look at Joe and think wow, how much better could I possibly have it right now? And I don't know what that means exactly but when I think about the feelings I have for him it freaks me out but in a good way. I don't wanna run from it but I don't wanna rush it either. Advice anyone?