So my youngest, the Sage, queried me about my dating plans since my relationship with my Fox has been stilled. We were standing in the kitchen and the conversation went like this:
The Sage, making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich as a typical 9 year old boy does when he comes inside from playing 1-on-1 basketball against his stronger, faster, and more competitive older brother says, "So, Mom if the Fox doesn't come back in your life, which I hope he does don't get me wrong, what are you going to do?"
I, shrugging my shoulders and putting my purse and other work bags down on the kitchen table while reviewing the day's mail, reply, "I don't know. Something, I guess."
"You should try match.com." He says with an encouraging nod while pointing the peanut butter knife towards me for emphasis.
Looking up at him and hoping the peanut butter does not fall off the knife to the two eagerly waiting and hopeful canines replied, "I'm not going to try internet dating again. It's too much work and effort."
"Really? Too much work? You know, Mom, every Thursday night you put your make up on and get dressed to go out. How much more work is match.com?" he answered back.
I just laughed at him and exited the kitchen.
Such a sweet son thinking of my future and offering his suggestions on how I could meet someone sans my Fox in my life. And I love his equating my putting on make up to go out on Thursday nights to be just as hard work as internet dating. We all know that putting make up on is WAY MORE difficult than internet dating!
Seriously though, I have tried the internet dating thing before and it requires more effort than I wish to put forth in finding a partner, right now. I have met some neat men with whom I have remained friends and I have had some interesting, funny encounters too. But it is a lot of work and until I wish to put forth that effort, I won't put up a dating profile. No need to mislead or frustrate those who ARE putting in that effort.
Instead I will just have to see what the Universe brings to me. She brought me Mike and she brought me my Fox. I like her taste in men. I will wait. And do the "hard work" of putting my make up on every Thursday to go out.
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