First Date Jitters

I've been meaning to post for a while now, but I wanted to finish the draft of a post that's stuck on my tablet (which is kind of broken), but I'll get back to that later.

Slowly, but steadily, things have been progressing in my surro world. As per usual, it's one step forward, wait for awhile, maybe take a step or two or five backwards, rinse, lather, repeat, but hopefully today marks a milestone we won't be working backwards from.

Later this evening I have a first contact phone call with my potential dream IPs. Not that I want to over sell them or get my hopes up, but on paper, at least, they are pretty close to exactly what I super want for this journey. First of all, they live in San Francisco, so they're practically local, and they want to be super involved in the pregnancy, including attending appointments whenever possible, which I think would be awesome. They're first timers, which I was hoping for this journey. I had a lot of fun with my last IPs and their son, and it was so nice that they understood bed times and freak outs, but, as most people know, a lot of the magic and wonder is lost with a second pregnancy, and I'd like to experience the excitement of a first baby again. And fortunately, since all the other stuff is what I was hoping for, it sounds like I also have stuff in common with these guys, like a love of baking and budget travel. :-D And one of them grew up just 15 minutes away from here!

But, of course, because that's what I do, I'm now all nervous. I know they are religious, which isn't a problem with me at all, but I'm worried they might prefer a surro with strong religious convictions, which I am currently lacking. Also, what if they're republican?! Hehe. I mean, there's nothing (inherently ;-) ) wrong with being republican, but if they, like, worship Dubya or believe climate change is a liberal plot, it might stand in the way of us forming a warm and fuzzy relationship.

If they sincerely read my profile and liked me, we'll be all good, because I totally let my geeky, hippie flag fly. But I'm just a little worried (just because that's how I roll) that they saw my location and glossed over the rest of my ramblings. :-D

While our official match meeting isn't until a week from Friday, I think that, in less than 12 hours, I'll have a pretty good idea whether I've found my dream couple. Wish me luck!