Date update for the curious

Yesterday my best friend and I made a pact that if we’re not married by 50, we’ll buy houses next door to eachother and close enough for our multiple cats to jump from one porch to the other.

In case you couldn’t tell, my Sunday night date was not one of those “fireworks and choirs of angels singing” affairs. It’s not that the guy really did anything wrong, he just didn’t do anything for me. There were no sparks and while people call me picky and scoff at this statement, it’s true.

I’m not expecting meeting that special someone to be an earth-shaking experience, but I do want that little shiver of excitement that I’ve had with previous boyfriends. The one that puts a smile on your face just thinking of the person and makes you anticipate seeing them again the moment they leave.

Like I said, the guy did a lot of things right. He was nice, he asked questions, he bought the movie tickets in advance and tried to make a restaurant reservation (although they didn’t accept them), but it just wasn’t there.

I acknowledged this halfway through Gran Torino when I realized I was so engrossed in the movie I’d kind-of forgotten about him – yeah, not usually a good sign for a potential relationship.

I was perfectly nice during the date but I think he might have gotten the hint when I had my keys out and my hand on the car door handle as soon as he pulled up to my place. He offered to walk me to the door but I told him it was cold out so I’d probably just rush inside.

In my defense, it was cold outside, but if there was a spark I would have been perfectly happy letting that keep me warm…

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