(Or maybe it’s after a second date… or third.
When does this madness end again?)
Surely he’ll be dropping you a next-morning text momentarily.
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Or he’s about to pick up the phone for lunchtime call.
Or he’s going to ping you on the subway back to his place….
Unless you’ve already done all of the below, no “waiting” around for him.
Time to get out and get doin'.
Call up your girls and go get a drink.
And preferably flirt with that cute guy that’sboundto be at any bar with a decent vibe.
Get out of your house.
Go for a drive.
There’s nothing like a dose of feel-good endorphins, babe.
Take that kickboxing class you’ve always wanted to take.
Or get to your yoga studio for some calming music, vinyasa flows and essential oils.
So recharge your body before your next event calls.
Annnnd if he texts, it’ll still be there in the morning.
Get your nails done.
I think they must mix serotonin in that bottle of Essie’s “Ballet Slippers.”
Finally clean out your closet.
You know it’s a mess.
Your mom knows it’s a mess.
Even your dog knows it’s a mess.
Go find that pair of sleek heels you lost back in 2011.
(Remember how good they made your butt look??)
I mean, the sage advice, right?
Sing out your angst.
My personal favorite stress-reliever: karaoke.
Every expert recommends this simple tactic, yet so few of us do it.
You know, the usual.
(Move over, Bey.)
Go to the place with the best, most indulgent food.
Not the fanciest place; just go to that hole-in-the-wall with amazing enchiladas.
You’ll feel empowered, plus, the unhindered people-watching?
You learn more about social dynamics from one night of solo dining than oneyearof eating out with your friends.
Maybe he didn’t get the memo that you’re waiting on his text.
Maybe he’s waiting (hoping…) foryourcall.
Let’s take control, shall we?
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