back in the "game"

I told Batgirl I was bailing on the 52FD project. I just wasn't meeting enough men to find ones I wanted to ask out. I also started to feel like it was a job. As a self-starting entrepreneur in a new city, believe me....I have enough on my plate right now.

Then I started listening to a free program called the Soulmate Summit, where each day you could listen to a couple of lectures by "relationship experts" within 24 hours. After that time you had to upgrade to listen in. After 8 days straight of all that soulmate talk, I caved in and joined Plenty of Fish. I have so many dismal looser date stories from my long-ago stint with online dating, that could be a book of it's own.

I kept my profile short, sweet, and to the point. I put up one flattering, non-sexy headshot. I promised myself as the emails rolled in that I would simply read and delete those that clearly hadn't read my words, contained zero chemistry, hadn't actually thought I would write back, and those playing the numbers game. I proactively emailed two guys, both of whom had really nice, authentic smiles and who had put some thought into their profiles. They used complete sentences, said something meaningful (instead of "something meaningful," and I was attracted to their brands.  Oh come on, you know exactly what I mean.

Three emails later I'd made a date with B. He sent his email and phone number, and we agreed to meet for coffee someplace in the middle. We started talking ~ 4 pm... and by 7 there was no sign of us slowing down. Just coffee and conversation. And my stomach was starting to complain. The divorce story went on a bit too long - more detail than I really needed - which raised a yellow flag. Later he apologized for waxing on the subject. So the next thing I knew we were agreeing to get dinner down the street together.

At the restaurant I noticed B was relaxing a bit as we slipped into the booth and ordered food. At one point he warned me that sometimes he ends up wearing his food. A few minutes later I looked down to see if I had spilled and he teased me ala "made you look." Suddenly we were both laughing and I had this weird and wonderful feeling. I don't think a moment like that ever happened in my last relationship. In fact I noticed at the end of the night when we were hugging (!) goodnight that we'd been talking for almost 7 hours. That also never happened in my last relationship.

I think I might have stumbled into something.

Later this week he's been invited to my studio to see my stamp collection.
Yeah, just kidding - I'm a painter. 


Hatgirl
p.s. he liked my hat too ;-)