January 10, 2005

• Today...........I'm pretty happy!  There's a lot less stress around here, now I'm just fighting my inner demons.  One of the questions asked was "how we met"........so here's the down-low.

  
  

  I wanted someone to have around for times you need a guy.  I was looking for someone to go to a movie and dinner occasionally, I enjoy the opposite sex very much, and after 18 months, was getting a bit "lonely" .  Thats all I wanted.  I am very fortunate to be in good financial shape, employable, low bills, so I wasn't needing someone to put a roof over my head, or feed my kids.  I just wanted someone around to go to artsy movies, Saturday market, fancy dinner and a show now and then.  That's what I was looking for.

  
  

   I signed up for a dating service, chickened out and removed my profile, then after a month, put it back up again.  Went to visit my mom for the weekend, and when I came back home, Wowza, over 30 guys had either wrote to me or winked at me or both.

  
  

  Being the office-manager/practical girl that I am, I read through the first batch, and decided to meet 3 of them.  I started a calendar, where I met them and what I wore, interesting factoids about them, etc.  All the while more guys were saying "Hi" and such.  It was a little bit fun, and a lot overwhelming.  The photo I use here is the one a friend took for me in June, when I first decided to do this, and man, are men ever visual!  Ha!

  
  

  I could only date on weekends, so I would plan 3 dates for Saturday and 3 for Sunday, morning, mid-day, and evening.  I would meet them at the mall, to walk along the river and chat, or for dinner at some restaurant.  It felt SO strange, doing this.  Like auditions or like I was cheating on ALL of them!  Dating multiples was not a lot of fun to me, although I admit to meeting some facsinating guys, some sweet guys, and some completely boring guys that I had nothing in common with.

  
  

  Chemistry, what is that thing?  I can't explain it, I just know its there.  Some guys were successful professionals, clean, nice car, zilcho chemistry.  We'd laugh and talk and I'd think "Shit, he reminds me of my uncle" or something like that.  Believe me, that completely ruins your libido, thinking of your uncle.............

  
  

  Well, Rick winked at me, that's all............just a wink.  I'm recieving long thoughtful letters from guys, and Rick just gives me a wink, the bastard.  I read his profile, and see we have a lot in common, but I don't respond, because I'm already juggling several guys who are trying to get 2nd dates and calling me, etc.  I just didn't want to add any more guys to the mix.  You can't really say "Oh, by the way, I'm seeing 3 other guys this week, so don't be shocked if I dont answer the phone".  They jump to the conclusion that you're somehow cheating on them, it's wierd.

  
  

  Soooooooo, I'm in the mall, desperately trying to end a date with a man I knew within 5 minutes I never wanted to see again, but he wouldn't give up, was trying to talk me into going to a potluck later that day at some folk-dancing club, I kid you not.  I was looking out at the people walking through the mall, trying desperately to tell this man kindly that there was nothing happening here, when I see this tall, intense looking man and this beautiful young lady walking by.

  
  

  AND I KNOW!!!  It's that guy that winked at me!  What's his name, whats his name, whats his name?!?!?!?!  He's gone, I realize poor other guy is staring at me intently, having asked me some question or other that I've not heard.

  
  

  So that evening, I go on my 3rd date of the day, with a very nice guy who's a river guide, and works in rescue and recovery, very smart and interesting, and I find myself thinking - "He was in the mall with his daughter........how sweet of him"  and "Man, he's tall, great bod, great presence", and "Most men ditch out on their kids after divorce, but there he was, following his daughter around".  I paid for dinner that night, I felt I did that poor man a disservice, all I kept thinking of was Rick, I was intriged.

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