This little picky mc picktser has been a single gal for something like 4ish years. In those 4 years, I have had some dates, but nothing to write home about. I’m picky…. straight up.
The hardest time, in my opinion, to be single is the holidays. Being alone during Christmas is hard, but I try not to let it get me down. To cheer me up , I let my dog buy me lots of presents. This year, however, it would be pretty great to have at least a casual male friend to hang out with. I will be in a new temporary home, so I wouldn’t mind having someone to keep me company. Because I’ve been so busy with selling my house, finding a rental, packing, and looking for a place to buy, I haven’t had time to Tinder or POF. BUT something has come up, and I’ve got myself a date this Saturday.
Let me tell you how this came about. A couple of weeks ago, my realtor set up a home inspection of my current home for the potential buyers. This was part of their subjects, so it had to be done. The inspection went pretty good, and I only had to fix a minor insulation issue under my trailer. When I arrived home from work on the day of the inspection, I noticed the inspector’s business card on my counter. His picture was on the card, and he had written “Thanks Kim” on the corner. I looked at the picture and realized….
I recognized him. HE was a match of mine from plenty of fish, and we had talked a year or two ago. I never did meet up with him, but I found it kind of strange that he had been in my house. I figured he would know whose house he was in because I have my fitness photos hanging in my spare room. I mentioned to my realtor that I somewhat knew the inspector he had hired. My realtor chuckled, and then told me the inspector was a pretty good guy.
The card sat on my counter for a couple weeks, and I thought about maybe texting the number on the card — but I wasn’t sure if it would be appropriate. Yesterday, I received a text from a strange number that read: “is this Kim?” Turns out he was thinking the same thing. He had my number because it was needed for the work order to inspect my house. He said he wasn’t sure if he should text me, but he chanced it anyway. LONGish story short. We are meeting for a drink on Saturday night.
Knowing how I am with men, I’m not getting my hopes up. But I’m going to try and be open to the opportunity. Who knows maybe it will turn out to be a little Christmas fling. WHY the heck not? This chicky needs to get laid. Sorry — possible over share 😉