He started out with: “I was wondering if I’d ever hear from you.”

Have you ever reluctantly “swiped right”? You know, when there’s something about the person that interests you or intrigues you, but there still seems to be a little something else there…that you can’t put your finger on. A feeling that makes you hesitate, for a moment.

Well, I have been, as we have been discussing, trying to be more open, expanding horizons and such (better than waistline…darn COVID) with considering new options. Yes, staying hopeful!

His profile was simple and nice. Not much of a “write up” per se’, but enough to make you consider. He was 9 years my senior, but his two pictures, certainly made him appear my age or actually, younger. He looked like he had discovered the fountain of youth. Really!! I did “swipe right” (obviously). However, the slight hesitation I had, seemed to be stemming from a feeling I had when I looked at one particular picture of his. Like an “odd” energy” I was sensing from it. I can’t explain it. Really, I can’t put my finger on it.

He told me how glad he was to find a nice Christian women who valued honesty, and asked if I would be interested in going on a picnic with him. Picnic? It’s winter? And I didn’t know a thing about him yet. What the heck? I mentioned the winter and the wanting to know more about him first. It felt like such an “odd exchange”.

After asking me if I remembered what song I was singing in a picture I have posted on my profile, he went on to say: “I almost canceled my membership a couple of days ago, but changed my mind and then I met you. Maybe there is a blessing there for both of us.” I’m was thinking….Cart so far in front of horse!!!

He seemed to have devised an unusual way to avoid or partially avoid questions (or perhaps he wasn’t even aware of what he was doing…but he WAS doing) and everything seemed to always lead back to a menu inquiry from him. Were you married? “She died.” “Do you like salmon?” How long were you married? “Do you like seafood in general?” he replied. Everything was leading back to food.

This guy was, all over the map. I got this random…“I’m glad I didn’t have to carry that piano up three flights of stairs.” Piano???? What piano, I thought? Then…“Do you like eggplant?” I heard about his shrimp scampi, and what a good cook he was. And no…I don’t think he was a chef. lol! I’m not sure what he was. I was sure, by this point, that he wasn’t for me.

I unfortunately felt that feeling that I couldn’t put my finger, growing. I do believe he is a good soul. The only thing I learned about him was that he has spent most of his recent years in the role of caregiver. To his parents, his wife, the two women who live in his building, he mentioned this role a lot, never elaborated, but a lot, in a very short amount of time. Caregiver and food.

Now, I am not the type to just disappear, and I certainly wanted to be kind, however, I was also certain that this would not be match. I don’t believe there is an easy way to “excuse yourself”, shall we say. But I do believe we should. As uncomfortable as it might be, I think is the considerate thing to do.

The parting did not go that well. He mentioned his: good days and his bad days and wondered why what he had shared wasn’t enough to set up a meet. He asked: “How much do you need to know before you meet someone?” I couldn’t tell him that I was trying to figure out, what it was, that I couldn’t put my finger on previously…but now, fully understood, why I was feeling the way I was.

I politely as possible told him that it was nice meeting him, but I was not the girl for him and wished him luck on his search. I wish us all luck! I remain hopeful about the journey and believe that special someone is out there somewhere, for each of us, just waiting to be found!

Just Throwing It Out There…

What’s with the group pics on profiles? You know…group shots at the table. Standing with buddies on the golf course. Three in picture with arms around each other. WTH??!! How are we supposed to know whose profile it is? Who in the pic are they? Right? Just sayin’.

Have a wonderful week. Until next time…Adrienne