How depressing. When I look back through my posts I can't believe how many men I've interacted with. Many I didn't meet, but there's still a really long list! And sadly there are many more I haven't written about yet. As crazy as this may sound, it makes me feel like a slut! Good thing I didn't sleep with them, scary thought! Although I will admit there are days when my mind wanders and I long for intimacy. Who doesn't want to feel needed and wanted? As I write my stories, others come to mind that I had forgotten about. Sigh.....It truly shouldn't be this difficult.
Recently a good friend told me that her Mom was moving in with her boyfriend. Get this, she's retired and close to 60, created a profile on POF, starting dating like crazy and now just a couple of months later is moving in with a gentleman she met on POF. You'd think it would be easier for us younger folks. At times I feel so inadequate. I'm successful in pretty much every other aspect of my life, with the exception of killing really big spiders, why not love? We have to acknowledge the fact that by 60 people are usually retired, have no children at home, are financially secure and have greater flexibility. That said, at every age people should be in similar life stages and able to find a partner to compliment and/or enrich their life. Shouldn't they?
Given the very low odds of running into my soul mate on the street, Round 20 was the most viable option. I braced myself.
Round 20:
25. Mr. Snowmobile
He was very tall, with dark hair and light eyes, divorced, had 2 kids with joint custody and lived outside of Ottawa. He had an average build and a good profile. Based on his interests and pictures, you could tell he was simple and laid back. He'd been working for the same company for over 20 years and enjoyed what he did. Snowmobiling was a passion and he couldn't wait for the snow. His introductory email was very nice. It was obvious he read my profile because he touched on a few things we had in common.
We emailed a bit then he sent me his phone number. He said to call whenever I wanted. This was different, most guys only wanted to text or they asked for my number. We talked on the phone a few times. He seemed nice and we laughed. He asked if he could take me to lunch and I agreed.
Figures the day we were supposed to meet, I was running late and got called to another meeting. He laughed when I called him, but said it wasn't a problem he had some emails and work stuff to deal with so he'd wait. I appreciated his understanding. We met in the parking lot and I immediately fell in love with his truck, and him with mine. We should of just swapped keys! Lol
He was very polite, the chivalry had my attention. We ordered our food and started talking about stuff. He asked about my husband. I explained what had happened and he was speechless. Talking about suicide has a way of putting a damper on things. He kept apologizing and I told him to forget about it, I was fine.
Then it was his turn. He told me about his ex-wife and his ex-girlfriend that he was with for many years. He'd been single for almost 2 years. He ended the relationship because his girlfriend wanted to have a baby and he didn't want any more children. Suddenly he seemed to be off in another world. He went on and on about how much he loved her, how amazing she was with his kids and how he'd always be there for her. Just the day before they had met for lunch and he saw her regularly. Ok, not sure I can compete with that. It was very obvious he cared for her deeply and seemed to regret his decision. I told him I had to get back to work. Having an hour long conversation about his ex-girlfriend was a bit much. I thanked him for lunch and he walked me to the truck. He texted a bit then called a few days later.
Him: "Obviously I didn't make a good first impression. I like you and had hoped we could go out again."
Me: "You seem like a really nice guy, but based on our conversation you're very much in love with your ex-girlfriend. I think maybe you should consider getting back together with her. It sounds like she was a great person and she made you and your kids happy."
Him: "Oh, I'm sorry. I can totally see how you would think that. Trust me, I'm over her and honestly looking for love. She's with someone else and expecting a baby. I'll always care about her, but it's over."
He felt really bad and asked if he could take me to a movie to make it up to me. Against my better judgement, I agreed. The movie was great and I had a nice time. We went for drinks afterwards to talk. Although we had a few things in common, we seemed to come from completely different worlds. He was a country boy who loved winter and snowmobiling, I was a city girl that preferred shopping and hot destinations. Friendship was all I could offer. He texted and emailed a few times after that, then disappeared. I felt really bad, but I had to be honest. I can't pretend to feel something that isn't there and I refuse to lead a person on.
I'll continue Round 20 in the next post. Have a good night!
Dateless in Ottawa
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