Options, Options

No, I'm not back on Match yet.  Yes, I've been saying for what, a month? that I'll be going back on, but I haven't.  I have to agree with some people who believe that connections made in-person are better, and right now I'm just being patient.

See, there are three guys in that awkward position of having me be interested in them at some level.  Two are very unlikely, but the third... who knows?

Gentleman #1 and his chances are steadily decreasing.  He's a really nice guy, reasonably attractive, and since he's my newest neighbor, I have an idea of his employment/fiscal status.  And he's a divorcee with -- apparently -- two kids that he has joint custody of.  He and I are at the friendly, slightly chatty neighbor stage, which I rarely get to with any of my neighbors by my choice.  I've met his daughter, a cute little tow-headed bundle of energy who is fond of Disney princesses.  This evening, as I was sitting at my home desk finishing up a free-lance project, I saw her go skipping past... followed shortly by a lanky teenage boy possessing a key to the apartment.  Ergo, I am making the assumption that there is also a son.

So why are his chances decreasing steadily?  As my readers know, I've dated my share of divorced men, and I've learned many lessons through that.  The biggest one, perhaps, is to not be the first one post-divorce.  N, as we'll call him, is oozing clues that this divorce, or at least separation, is very recent.  Clue #1 was how he moved in: very gradually, a few pieces at a time, and much of the furniture and household items new.  Clue #2 was me hearing his daughter trying to get her visitation schedule straight -- when she was at Mom's and when she was here.  Clue #3 happened earlier this week; as I came home he was leaving on a quick errand and we exchanged the usual pleasantries.  About 15 minutes or so later, he comes back from his errand, carrying some of his clothes on plastic hangers.  That was clearly not a run to the dry cleaners.

Gentleman #2 has been briefly mentioned on this blog before.  He and I have many friends in common, so I will continue to remain mum about him.  I will say that I tend to vacillate when it comes to him; that whole friends-to-more-than-friends thing can either be great or disastrous.  Regardless, it needs to be approached carefully, and at this point I treasure the friendship more than what "could be."

But then there's Gentleman #3.  I've known him for several months, probably getting close to a year.  I mentioned him in my previous post, and said there'd probably be awkwardness now that I knew he was single.  (At least, he isn't married; I have no idea if he has a girlfriend.)  Well, so far no awkwardness and I'm actually coming out of my Briggs-Meyers introvert shell and having comfortable small-talk conversations with him.  Now I must return, though, to constantly reminding myself to stop the over-analyzing.  Just because he seems to linger after class to chat a few minutes with me doesn't necessarily mean he's interested.  It could be nothing more than he's not quite ready to return to his office.

Oh, yeah, the rollercoaster.  Look ma!  No hands!!

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