After cancelling our plans twice this week ( and keeping me hanging all day yesterday with maybe’s), I decided to back off Mr. Four-Hour-Lunch and let him pursue me. He sent me a text at 9:30 this morning that just said good morning, and that he hoped I had a great Monday. This type of text from him usually indicated that he will be busy in the field for most of the day and is leaving his phone in the office. I texted him back a couple hours later and said that I hoped he had a good day, too. I expected to hear something more at some point in the day…I usually do. Nothing. No “How’s your day going?”…. No phone call as he’s leaving work…I’m not expecting to hear anything tomorrow at this rate, and that’s OK. You can’t force things. It’s better to find out now than to have gotten really involved.