everything is going great. i like him, he likes me. he asks me "when can i see you again?" i adore his smile. he is the perfect boy. we're getting to know each other, spending time together, the whole lot. but, i can't quite get rid of this one nagging thought: when should i tell him? i know it's going to come out someday. someday i'll have to 'fess up. i can't keep this a secret forever. someday i'll have to tell him:
"i drive a van."
i'm not sure how he's going to take it. i'm sure i can justify my way out of it, like:
"it's a cool van. it's an astro, so it's built on a very sturdy truck frame and holds not 7, but 8 people! you can off-road that baby and it is great for moving a drum set, skis, bikes, etc. it is also great for service projects and super fun activities with a lot of people. oh, and did i mention road trips?
"i know it's a lot to handle, but come on, don't you like my personality? i mean, i can compensate for this. vans aren't all that bad, really. some people even like me for my van.
"um....*what else, what else?* well, you know, i am just rip-roarin' ready for a family with lots of kids too! yeah, like, i can't wait to have a family and be with children and drive them around, vroom vroom - hahaha..ha... ha.
"well, now you know. i'm sorry i kept it from you so long. i understand if you don't want to go out anymore. no, it's okay, i can't expect you to sacrifice your image for my sake. i understand. i'm just glad we can be honest about this.
"what's that? your sister is moving next week? needs to borrow a van? oh, yeah, sure... no prob. yeah, yeah, i'll just leave the keys under the door mat. no, that's cool. yeah, anytime. okay, well, see ya.... and don't forget to buckle up!"
(maybe i'll get service points for this. i've gotta start a facebook club for van-drivers and find some of my own kind. this is getting ridiculous.)
