Friday, January 07, 2005
Emotional IQ?
This year is starting out entirely different than last year. Or the years before that. But don't say I'm complaining! I've met two people in the last two weeks.
They seem actually *normal*. I'm perfectly fine with being single -- if being single means avoiding pain and maybe more importantly if it includes plenty of friends and hobbies; but there's always been this nagging feeling, a jagged hole that tells me I'm not so fine if I am missing out sharing my life with someone great.
These guys seem great!
So far, I've been brutally honest with my new friends; blabbing about every hindenberg that randomly explodes through the cells of my brain. They haven't yet jumped; they even display a sense of humor! I am amazed.
Here's some unusual trends: They're older than me. They're bothcute handsome. Did you catch that incredulity in my writing? That anyone older than me (the paragon of youth that I am at age 42) could be goodlooking? Yeah, I should work on that.
One is an attorney. He speaks with a smooth Southern accent; it oozes Bourbon & Water, like he's from Virginia. He works with my cousin and she set us up. If my favorite cousin likes him, then I figure he must be cool. He's ahead in the running because I know more about him. He's a lot taller than me and... well, he lives in D.C.
But maybe none of that is terribly important.
The other owns his own business. He's out of the country right now on business -- whatever that is. (No jokes about drug couriers, please.) I told him not to tell me where he was going or what he did; just drop me a note here and there telling me a little. I think he liked that.
(Watch: He'll be a drug courier.)
Then there's Non-Boyfriend (also older than me). I had lunch with him today. I really like him and he really likes me. I. Just. Know. It. There's been no further mention of the 'kissing incident' of a few weeks ago, but we had a good laugh and made some more plans. In the next month or so, we'll go snowboarding in one of the extreme mountain ranges that Ohio and Indiana are known for.
None of these promise to move very fast. And that's a nice change, A-OK fine by me.
They seem actually *normal*. I'm perfectly fine with being single -- if being single means avoiding pain and maybe more importantly if it includes plenty of friends and hobbies; but there's always been this nagging feeling, a jagged hole that tells me I'm not so fine if I am missing out sharing my life with someone great.
These guys seem great!
So far, I've been brutally honest with my new friends; blabbing about every hindenberg that randomly explodes through the cells of my brain. They haven't yet jumped; they even display a sense of humor! I am amazed.
Here's some unusual trends: They're older than me. They're both
One is an attorney. He speaks with a smooth Southern accent; it oozes Bourbon & Water, like he's from Virginia. He works with my cousin and she set us up. If my favorite cousin likes him, then I figure he must be cool. He's ahead in the running because I know more about him. He's a lot taller than me and... well, he lives in D.C.
But maybe none of that is terribly important.
The other owns his own business. He's out of the country right now on business -- whatever that is. (No jokes about drug couriers, please.) I told him not to tell me where he was going or what he did; just drop me a note here and there telling me a little. I think he liked that.
(Watch: He'll be a drug courier.)
Then there's Non-Boyfriend (also older than me). I had lunch with him today. I really like him and he really likes me. I. Just. Know. It. There's been no further mention of the 'kissing incident' of a few weeks ago, but we had a good laugh and made some more plans. In the next month or so, we'll go snowboarding in one of the extreme mountain ranges that Ohio and Indiana are known for.
None of these promise to move very fast. And that's a nice change, A-OK fine by me.