…The first date was actually date #2 with a woman I’d met a few days ago for our first date. I was almost sure we would not hit it off as a couple but I wanted to give it a chance beyond an initial obligatory safe first coffee date. Yep. I was right… we didn’t really gel. Smart attractive as she was, clearly very successful in her carreer, she was also a bit of an emotional train wreck.
She was the third woman I dated since getting back out on the circuit about a month ago. The two preceeding dates to her were not unpleasant but again, not a “match”. So four dates in all…
But I started corresponding with another woman a few days ago and we just hit it off like we’ve know one another for years. So much so that I started to think that I was being punked. It was too weird.
So weird in fact that we both realized we lived a mile from one another, worked out at the same gym, actually were in the same store at the same time yesterday afternoon.
But she had a dinner date last night as well and we kept chatting over email until we both had to leave on our respective dinner dates… I got back home at 9pm and she had emailed me to ask how my date went. On a spur of the moment we decided to meet at a local coffee shop and just talk in person. We did. We talked until 3am this morning.
I’m still pinching myself because I can’t believe I had the dumb luck to find somebody so great this quickly… To say that we have a lot in common would be like saying there are a lot of asian people living in China. I’m a little unsettled by our common experiences, values, goals and just the way our conversation fell right in step. Like I said, as if we’d been friends for years. It was very comfortable.
So I think I’m going to see her again. Yep. Definitely will see her again. Wednesday.
In the meantime I’m going to walk around pinching myself to make sure this isn’t all a dream or some cruel joke.
Congratulations. It’s important to meet someone who isn’t hung up on spelling and grammar any more than you are. Otherwise, one of you will just end up annoying the other. This way, nobody’s hurt except the kids, if any. Good luck and best wishes.
You know what, QuickSilver? I apologize. I have no excuse. I’m in a sour mood, through no fault of yours, and just for a moment I forgot what manners I was taught. There are a million things more important than spelling and grammar, and apparently I temporarily forgot all of them. Forgive me, please. I hope you find happiness in the very first place you look.
Thank you, Kind of Soup. No worries. Hope your day/mood improves because of a pleasant and unexpected event.
You know how my story would improve even more? If on top of being beautiful, smart and sexy, she was a car enthusiast and drove a Lotus Elise. Which she does. I’m not goign to tell you what other fabulous automobile she owns. 'Cuz that would just be bragging.
I recently met a woman online and we got on uncannily well. Unfortunately she lived hundreds of miles away. I visited her a few times and we had a great time but eventually the tyranny of distance won and we stopped our romantic relationship. We are still friends and talk regularly.
It is just such a nice surprise to have a relationship pop up out of nowhere.
Things like that popping up out of nowhere sure are good for the confidence and for the soul, aren’t they, Quicksilver? Glad you’ve found someone to light your fire.
