I know I'm an idiot but I'd really be grateful for thoughts on how to stop my imagination running away with me after a first date.
I didn't really date in my teens, I got married really young and it didn't work out. Now if I meet a guy and we get on I can't stop myself from deciding he's The One, wondering where we'd live and if he would take the bins out, what kind of dog we'd have to walk in the evenings... just depicting our domestic bliss.
It feels like a version of doodling your first name and his surname on your school books. Cute at 14, sad and creepy at 40.
How do I break this habit and just take things as they come?