Woops, I Revealed Too Much

So, the dating saga continues. This time, its more my mishap than anything else. I have slowed down my dating “appointments” so to speak as I was just exhausted from having to be “on” all the time. Smile, laugh, create meaningless conversation day in and day out with perfect strangers. Sunday, laundry day. We decide to meet at Starbucks. Perfect, right across the street from Whole Foods - Sunday is also grocery day. I meet him. Very nice. Very tall...reminds me of someone - ugh. It was nice, we had good conversation. He says he’d love to do it again sometime. Sure, whatever. I grocery shop. I go home. I stand in the mirror to wash my face and look at the fact that I am wearing a BRIGHT orange bra underneath my cream sweater. I’m practically glowing. No wonder he wants to see me again…