When will it be easier?

I have got to stop freaking myself out.

I had not talked to Etch since the night of our date, and I was so afraid he was blowing me off. Nevermind the fact that it's normal for us to talk on one weekend day and then on Monday or Tuesday night. I was a wreck by this afternoon. I got permission from Lass to call him ("but only once").

I called tonight after visiting the watering hole. He answered but said he was in the middle of packing up an order and asked if he could call me back. He called back about an hour and a half later and we had a nice conversation.

Why am I such an idiot? When will I get to the point that I don't worry constantly? When will I stop having to distract myself? When will my friends no longer have to reassure me? (I'm sure V is ready to throttle me!)

I need a hobby. ... Or a boyfriend. LOL.