So my last two forays into romantic relationships ended rather poorly. One guy, biblically named, told me he just wasn’t all that excited about me and the other one, also biblically named, informed me he was getting back together with his ex. Needless to say I’ve been feeling a bit jaded. I mean really, I’m supposed to do the dumping not the other way around.
Immediately after biblically named man numero dos ditched me, I decided that the year 2011 would only see me as a single woman. You, dear readers, are here to help hold me to it.
Of course, hardly a week after making this decision, I am asked out. I had parked my Honda Fit, Fiona, at an airport lot and was riding the shuttle back to pick her up. A guy on the shuttle noted that I was wearing snow boots and asked me where I was coming from. We chatted while the driver guided the shuttle through traffic.
As he was exiting the shuttle, the guy asked if I would like to continue the conversation over coffee. Now let me tell you, I haven’t been asked out this forwardly in quite some time. I was flattered, but in my head I shouted, “Be strong! Say no!” I then awkwardly blurted out, “I’m not allowed to date right now.” Brilliant. The guy made an odd face and said, “That’s an interesting way to put it.” Fantastic. This whole staying single thing was off to a great start.
Happy New Year! Here’s hoping 2011 treats us well.