Isn't getting ready to meet someone for the first time supposed to be exciting in a good way? For some reason I always have a sense of dread, mostly due to time constraints. Trying to anticipate how long it will take to cover the zit on my nose with the miraculous growth allowing it to reach the size of a small planet overnight, and how long it will take to find a place I've never been, it's exhausting.
One date I was late, really late, because I had no idea where I was going and when I got there no parking could be find except for a far off spot near an industrial warehouse that looked like a spot to kidnap and kill young women. For this date it's not on a weekend so that may help, however it doesn't stop that pit in my stomach from dropping to my toes or making me feel completely out of control.
Deep breaths, deep breaths. It'll be fine.
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