Those who know me.. and most of you who read this do… know that I’ve always seen Fate’s hand in my life. Its the reason I believe there is a God.. because she can’t keep her nose out of my business!
Usually its little things.. that nagging voice, “you should do this, NOW.” But sometimes its big, like a really strong, “NO! Don’t!” Recently I’ve had a new version of the whole thing and its cracking me up.
So yes, I’m doing a Heather version of dating and its online… because I love computers (right!) And I meet this young man and we click.. really click. I mean… put me in a high good mood all day after the lunch meet, click. But our timing seems to always be off. Yet we’re determined and finally we get a “play” night.
I won’t go into details but the night had its ups and downs. One of which was I could tell he was wanting an LTR (long-term relationship) in his life and was feeling I wouldn’t/couldn’t do that with him. But I’m something of a mirror when it comes to men.. giving them what they’re wanting out of me. (Remind me to create a character who REALLY does that.. would be great in SF and rife with conflict.)
So I found myself falling just a bit too close to my attachment limit with him. And Fate/God stepped in. I don’t know who she’s protecting him or me! But the VERY…. NEXT…. DAY, he goes out and meets a girl who’s pretty perfect for him. Her only flaw… she’s a Republican… everything else.. perfect. He lets me know that night in a chat.
At first I was bummed but I’m always aware of Fate’s hand and shrug it off. After all, Jimmy said he didn’t want to completely say goodbye… and there are soooo many other emails to meet and well… etc. LOL. We chatted a bit and then about a week later he emails me he’s worried about a spot on his “tool”… and since I was the last girl…
Wow… talk about a dose of cold water! Now.. I knew the “spot” was nothing. I use condoms and I’ve been on the CDC’s (Center for Disease Control) website and read everything about STD’s and had a long talk with my doctor before I started back into sex. But I could hear the fear changing what he thought about me… and I just had to laugh at Fate. I literally looked sideways and while rolling my eyes said, “Fine… I give him up.. just let him have his peace of mind quickly, will ya!”
Twice when I went online there was a little pop-up Chat from Jimmy… him sending a IM (Instant Message) to me when I was offline. I’d answer but he’d be offline… a classic example of our crappy timing.
So a few days later I haven’t heard anything and I send him an email. Oh, but get THIS! The email contact address I have labeled Jimmy isn’t really his. It’s another guy’s. So I’ve now sent this, “How’s the tool, all better?” email TO…another…. guy! LOL. I’m grumbling at Fate’s wonderful practical joke.. ready to cry “Uncle”. She obviously doesn’t want me to have anything to do with Jimmy! And now I get to explain myself to this other guy!
By now I’ve already corrected the email address and sent my query email to Jimmy. Next day, when I notice he’s popped online I wait a bit and sure enough get his reply. A lovely “Oh yeah.. everything checked out fine” email. So I quickly type a light reply and my email freezes when I hit send.
“REALLY?!” I practically scream at fate! Instead I look at my computer and growl, “Jimmy… get offline so I can get back to work!” Obviously Fate doesn’t want my reply to reach him while he’s still online! 5 minutes later I can at least close down and restart to get back to what I was doing BEFORE I checked my emails.
Fate has never been soooo consistent in making sure I stayed away from something I wanted. Does she know me too well? Or does she know Jimmy needs to be FIRMLY on the path before him. I”LL never know…. I’m too afraid to email him! All I can pray is… “Propose already Jimmy, before Fate decides she needs to do MORE to me!