love at first sight...

do you believe in love at first sight?  i don't, but maybe that is just because it hasn't happened to me.  i believe in lust at first sight.  is it shameful to say that has happened to me several times?  anyway, i happened to go on a date, kind of, last night.  clearly there is more but first you need the back story.

the how, what, where i met this human isn't important, but the rest is interesting enough.  on tuesday, just this past tuesday, as in three days ago tuesday, we went on an impromptu lunch.  i had 90 minutes that i could sneak away from school.  it is spirit week at school and being the fun enthusiastic mom i am, i was in costume.  thankfully it was sports day and not crazy hair day, or mismatch clothes day, or heaven forbid pajama day.  however i was clad in spandex, running shoes, a beat up long sleeve t-shirt and my hair was pulled back so all you saw was face, lots of face.  i did warn him that i wasn't dressed for a date, which turned out to be okay because he was coming from the gym.

lunch was fun.  lots of laughter, no weird uncomfortable pauses, easy going.  prior to lunch we had planned on meeting up on thursday night.  after our quick lunch date we both agreed that thursday evening was still on.  great news, right? 

fast forward, two days, not two weeks or two months, two days.  that is 48 hours if you like to count by hours, we can make it seem longer if we use minutes, but seriously folks it was just two days.  he had dinner plans with his folks and his daughter, it was his birthday, and we had agreed to meet after dinner around 7pm.

we met in a public place.  i got there first, i knew he was running late, he had text saying he was stuck in traffic.  when he got there, i jumped out of my car to see what the plan was.  there was no plan.  he said he needed to look at alarm clocks for his daughter.  so we went into the store.  at some point inside the store things took a drastic turn.

we made our way to the alarm clock section.  he was handsy, touched my shoulders, the back of my neck, my waist.  i didn't mind, i'm not one who shies away from being touched.  we looked at alarm clocks, there wasn't anything that was going to work.  then talked about what to do next.  the day before we had talked about going for ice cream, this is what i thought was coming next.

we start to make our way to the exit and he said he needed to use the restroom.  so i sat on the bench and waited.  he came out, we were walking back to our vehicles and he mentioned he wasn't hungry and didn't want to go to ice cream.  so naturally i asked, "what do you want to do?"  not sure what i was expecting him to say, but i didn't see this coming.

"i think i'm going to go home.  it's been a long day, i'm moody and i just want to go home.  hope that doesn't rub you the wrong way."

i'm sure the, deer in the headlights, look on my face is what prompted him to continue talking.  "i think you're nice but i think i would've felt something by now."  now my deer in the headlights look is complete with a slack jaw.  there really isn't anything to say but, "oh, okay.  thanks for your time."

so there is the story which brings me back to the beginning.  what do you expect when you are just meeting someone?  i think it is really easy to connect with someone through text/email, but an in person connection is much more difficult and extremely important.  i am a firm believer in "spark" and maybe i misread the handsy, easy laughter, wanting to see me again as spark, but i really don't think i am that clueless. 

so the date lasted all of ten minutes.  i went home.  haven't heard a word since.  end of story.