Well, the old guy is gone. Before he left I asked him advice about men. He laughed, enjoying that I was asking him. I did say I would not necessarily follow his advice but would take it under consideration. He loves gossip and scandal... so I have been keeping him informed of my doings. There are two age-appropriate men in whom I am interested. At least one appears to be interested as well, while the other is playing it cautious... icy cool even. It was interesting to hear an elderly Irishman's male viewpoint.
As we both agreed, it is early days and neither may pan out. Or as Pops pointed out, I may at some stage get annoyed with both of them and kick them to the curb. Which, knowing me as he does, is a very likely thing.
The two men are from different cultures. I met both in my local winebar although one is a friend of a friend. This is a new experience for me, having more than one potential candidate. Feast or famine, to use that well-worn phrase. I wasn't even looking for a relationship... just enjoying my social life and friends. My dear sister, Lovebug, said it has happened because "I wasn't giving off an air of desperation." Cheers for that, L.
At least I seem to have kicked the bad habit of dating inappropriate young'uns.
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"I wasn't even looking for a relationship... " and that's usually how it starts.
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