Date Day

The snowplower and I have a date this afternoon (!).

We're going to the art gallery and then maybe out for coffee or something. I'm wearing my new sweater, purchased specifically for the occassion, and am getting a little nervous.

My last date was almost a year ago and it did not go well. It was the one where I spilled water all over myself, tripped on a step and kept clanging my utensils on my oversized plate. Hopefully my coordination is better today.

The snowplower seems nice, fun and interesting, but there is a red flag: what kind of guy wants to date someone who's unemployed and living with her parents?