I appear to have a date tomorrow.
I know, right?
As far as I can tell, I have just about nothing in common with him. Indeed, this appears to be the sort of date two people go on just on the basis of physical appearance and flirtation. Well, and from my side of it, on the basis of attentiveness as well, because I do like it when they pay attention to me, and he has been exceptionally attentive.
So I don’t think that this guy is going to turn out to be my next great love or something (though, of course, one never does know, but really, I’m not a betting woman and I’d bet money that this particular date is not heading to serious relationship territory), but I do think it’s possible that we will have some casual fun and good times. And it’s keeping my mind off of The Dude (with whom of course I am still in love) and all of the other things that are stressing me out.
And let’s note that this date would never have come into being had my mother not left early. So perhaps the universe is actually working in my favor right now, but its ways are mysterious and confusing 🙂