Something is going on and I like it. I am in my late forties and instead of life winding down for me, I am entering a period where it is heading toward new directions. I entered my forties with some trepidation. I thought my attractiveness as a woman was on the decline, and I bought into all the myths I heard about aging and women. There were a lot of myths. Instead of being in a rut, I am making the rut and plowing through it at warp speed. It has never been a better time to be a woman, especially a single woman.
Yeah, I do want that relationship I've talked about, but I'm not sitting around feeling sorry for myself. If that happens for me, it will accent the life I already have. The best thing I can do is to keep living my life; and I do! The funny thing is, I don't really "go out" a lot in the typical way people might think. I rarely go to bars, but I do go out when invited by friends. I seem to be able to meet people about anywhere. Just today I went out to WalMart. I was in the automotive section looking for some things to clean my car with when I was approached by a thirty something hot guy who offered his assistance. I accepted. I never did purchase stuff for my car, but I did have a delicious cup of caramel machiatta drizzled with chocolate. It was yummy. And the view wasn't bad, either. I don't know what kind of pheromones I have been putting off lately, but I think I should turn them down a notch. Well, maybe not.......
I met some friends out recently. I ran into a guy my age who has been calling me off and on for the last year and a half. That's all it has been is phone conversations and some Facebook time. He talked me into meeting him at another bar with some of his friends. So I hung around for a little while longer then headed over there. I felt like I was fresh meat in a shark tank. At first the attention was kind of flattering, but by the time I left I was not quite as flattered, I was running for my life! Not really, but I was running. I watched "John" play some pool and he flirted with me a little. That was fine until he kept drinking and drunk is not a good look on anyone. He started to "hang" on me and invited me back to his home to spend the night, which I politely turned down. Why would he think I would go home with him when he is drunk and crossing all of my personal boundaries after I am pushing him off me?
We go sit outside and he introduces me to one of his "very good friends, we are really tight." His friend watched me push John off of me a couple of times and then he said "Can I ask you a question?" I told him to be careful what he wanted to ask, because I would tell him. He laughed, I could tell he didn't believe I would tell him straight up. Right in front of John, who has been hanging on me, "Tom" says "So it is obvious he is attracted to you." I said obviously. They both laughed. Then he said "So the question is, are you attracted to him?" I said "drunk? absolutely not." I didn't like being hung on, and I certainly don't like a guy draping himself all over me, but I didn't say this. Then he says, "so what about me, do I have a shot?" I about fell over! What a way to stab your good friend in the back! John glared at Tom. Being me, I said "you have possibilities." I had no idea what I meant by that, but I didn't want to close the door before I knew more about him. John did not look too happy.
Tom said a few things and I quickly got bored of him. He tried to move in on me and I wasn't feeling that, either. He gets up to go to the bathroom and John pops back on me and says "You know he's married, right?" I cracked up. Two "good, tight friends" stabbing each other in the back at what they think is a chance to sleep with me. Tom comes back and starts to hang on me. Both guys were showering me with compliments, as if that was all it would take to get me to spread my legs. Finally I said "Listen, if I had wanted to fuck either one of you, I could have done it already." They looked surprised at my candor, and laughed. One of them said "You just come right out with it, don't you?" I said "yeah, and I am not going home with either one of you, so get that off the table right now." Then the awkward silence hit. I laughed. One of them lit a cigarette, and since I have asthma, I moved away from them to another table. I was happy to be alone, but no sooner had I sat down than guy three sits across from me!
Guy three did the knight in shining armor for a woman in distress routine. He asked me if I was all right, I said "I was fine, why?" He said he had been watching me and he noticed I was all by myself now and the two guys look unhappy, so he wanted to be sure I was OK. I laughed and explained about my asthma and those two guys look unhappy because they finally figured out neither one was getting laid tonight. I told guy number three I knew those two and I wasn't in any distress. Then guy three asked me if I was them. I said no. He said "really?" He looked over to the other two and said "she's not with either of you?" They both shook their heads and said no. Guy three extended his hand to shake mine and said "Hi, I'm Mark." I thought Damn! I need to wear this perfume more often! I couldn't believe this was me. I didn't even flirt with anyone! I came out in friend mode, which is where I am most of the time these days. I quit looking for guys a while back. Flirting when I'm out doesn't usually happen because the type of relationship I am looking for isn't likely to be initiated in a bar.
Mark asked me if I wanted to play some pool, and I said I did. As soon as Mark went to get the table, Tom sits back down with me and informs me Mark is only about thirty years old. As if I couldn't see that for myself, and as if that was a bad thing! I have always dated men younger than me, they rarely develop into a relationship, but they are so much fun while they last! I may be almost fifty, but I do not have a problem dating someone thirty. I guess that makes me a cougar! I'm putting my paws up and roaring! Well that was about enough of the entire night. I did something I rarely do. I left the bar before closing time. I am a night owl, frequently staying up late, so I stay out until the doors lock behind me. Even then, I have been known to take a night hike at the metro parks. I probably shouldn't do that these days. (I could carry a knife with me, I know where the femoral artery is after all.)
I went to leave the bar and I met guy number four, quite to my surprise. He was someone I knew a long time ago. I wasn't thinking too much about him, I just wanted to get out of there so I told him I would Facebook him. I guess Facebook is the new booty call. I wasn't looking at it like that, but I did wind up going on a date with number four. I had a really nice time, too. But I have never in my entire life had so much attention, especially when I wasn't looking for it! Maybe that's the secret, you have to quit trying. I still think it was the perfume, and no, I am not going to tell you what kind it was. It is a great time to be a woman.
Yeah, I do want that relationship I've talked about, but I'm not sitting around feeling sorry for myself. If that happens for me, it will accent the life I already have. The best thing I can do is to keep living my life; and I do! The funny thing is, I don't really "go out" a lot in the typical way people might think. I rarely go to bars, but I do go out when invited by friends. I seem to be able to meet people about anywhere. Just today I went out to WalMart. I was in the automotive section looking for some things to clean my car with when I was approached by a thirty something hot guy who offered his assistance. I accepted. I never did purchase stuff for my car, but I did have a delicious cup of caramel machiatta drizzled with chocolate. It was yummy. And the view wasn't bad, either. I don't know what kind of pheromones I have been putting off lately, but I think I should turn them down a notch. Well, maybe not.......
I met some friends out recently. I ran into a guy my age who has been calling me off and on for the last year and a half. That's all it has been is phone conversations and some Facebook time. He talked me into meeting him at another bar with some of his friends. So I hung around for a little while longer then headed over there. I felt like I was fresh meat in a shark tank. At first the attention was kind of flattering, but by the time I left I was not quite as flattered, I was running for my life! Not really, but I was running. I watched "John" play some pool and he flirted with me a little. That was fine until he kept drinking and drunk is not a good look on anyone. He started to "hang" on me and invited me back to his home to spend the night, which I politely turned down. Why would he think I would go home with him when he is drunk and crossing all of my personal boundaries after I am pushing him off me?
We go sit outside and he introduces me to one of his "very good friends, we are really tight." His friend watched me push John off of me a couple of times and then he said "Can I ask you a question?" I told him to be careful what he wanted to ask, because I would tell him. He laughed, I could tell he didn't believe I would tell him straight up. Right in front of John, who has been hanging on me, "Tom" says "So it is obvious he is attracted to you." I said obviously. They both laughed. Then he said "So the question is, are you attracted to him?" I said "drunk? absolutely not." I didn't like being hung on, and I certainly don't like a guy draping himself all over me, but I didn't say this. Then he says, "so what about me, do I have a shot?" I about fell over! What a way to stab your good friend in the back! John glared at Tom. Being me, I said "you have possibilities." I had no idea what I meant by that, but I didn't want to close the door before I knew more about him. John did not look too happy.
Tom said a few things and I quickly got bored of him. He tried to move in on me and I wasn't feeling that, either. He gets up to go to the bathroom and John pops back on me and says "You know he's married, right?" I cracked up. Two "good, tight friends" stabbing each other in the back at what they think is a chance to sleep with me. Tom comes back and starts to hang on me. Both guys were showering me with compliments, as if that was all it would take to get me to spread my legs. Finally I said "Listen, if I had wanted to fuck either one of you, I could have done it already." They looked surprised at my candor, and laughed. One of them said "You just come right out with it, don't you?" I said "yeah, and I am not going home with either one of you, so get that off the table right now." Then the awkward silence hit. I laughed. One of them lit a cigarette, and since I have asthma, I moved away from them to another table. I was happy to be alone, but no sooner had I sat down than guy three sits across from me!
Guy three did the knight in shining armor for a woman in distress routine. He asked me if I was all right, I said "I was fine, why?" He said he had been watching me and he noticed I was all by myself now and the two guys look unhappy, so he wanted to be sure I was OK. I laughed and explained about my asthma and those two guys look unhappy because they finally figured out neither one was getting laid tonight. I told guy number three I knew those two and I wasn't in any distress. Then guy three asked me if I was them. I said no. He said "really?" He looked over to the other two and said "she's not with either of you?" They both shook their heads and said no. Guy three extended his hand to shake mine and said "Hi, I'm Mark." I thought Damn! I need to wear this perfume more often! I couldn't believe this was me. I didn't even flirt with anyone! I came out in friend mode, which is where I am most of the time these days. I quit looking for guys a while back. Flirting when I'm out doesn't usually happen because the type of relationship I am looking for isn't likely to be initiated in a bar.
Mark asked me if I wanted to play some pool, and I said I did. As soon as Mark went to get the table, Tom sits back down with me and informs me Mark is only about thirty years old. As if I couldn't see that for myself, and as if that was a bad thing! I have always dated men younger than me, they rarely develop into a relationship, but they are so much fun while they last! I may be almost fifty, but I do not have a problem dating someone thirty. I guess that makes me a cougar! I'm putting my paws up and roaring! Well that was about enough of the entire night. I did something I rarely do. I left the bar before closing time. I am a night owl, frequently staying up late, so I stay out until the doors lock behind me. Even then, I have been known to take a night hike at the metro parks. I probably shouldn't do that these days. (I could carry a knife with me, I know where the femoral artery is after all.)
I went to leave the bar and I met guy number four, quite to my surprise. He was someone I knew a long time ago. I wasn't thinking too much about him, I just wanted to get out of there so I told him I would Facebook him. I guess Facebook is the new booty call. I wasn't looking at it like that, but I did wind up going on a date with number four. I had a really nice time, too. But I have never in my entire life had so much attention, especially when I wasn't looking for it! Maybe that's the secret, you have to quit trying. I still think it was the perfume, and no, I am not going to tell you what kind it was. It is a great time to be a woman.
I want the name of that perfume!
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