I am an idiot.

So, there I am last night, having finally worked up the gumption to ask out a woman I've been wanting to ask out for about two weeks. She says sure and then I say to her "Cool, I'll call you closer to the date to figure out details" (we're going to the Titans game Sunday).

I don't have really anything to write her number on, but we have each other's e-mail addresses. So I ask her to drop me her number and I will call her after she's back from Thanksgiving. She says sure and I'll hear from her today.

And it's only after I stop doing the victory lap and grinning like an fool that I realize--you are an idiot.

Sitting on my belt is my cell phone. The cell phone I'm going to use to call her, in which I could have and should have put her number right then and there.

But oh no, I totally miss that moment because I'm an idiot....

Focus, man, focus. Focus on what's important. She said she wanted to go with you to the game. Don't beat yourself up over the small details...too much.