We met on Sunday, have talked each and every day since then with many texts in between.
Tonight is our first official date, although we both were itching to make it happen much earlier during the week.
It was last Friday when I sat with a good friend, explaining for the 1,000,000th time how I had no explanation for why I have been cursed with meeting certain men. Right at that moment, she told me to go with the older man.
Huh? Now you’re sounding just like my mother I told her but the friend just laughed at me. While I’m thinking 37 years old is like a 100 year-old tree on its last leaf so far as dating is concerned, she tells me “You’re STILL young, but the men your age and below are young in the mind and in their actions.”
So I’ve done it; stopped passing up the 45+ who have contacted me online and gave one a chance and I am LOVING it.
I can’t say enough positives about him.
Enter the hope-he-isn’t-a-hangover, Balance.
Good luck to me!
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