I’m laughing this morning because I got a friend request from some guy whom I don’t know. He’s extremely handsome, but of course I think he’s a fake so I won’t respond. But it made me smile in that way…you know the one I mean?
Because it happened after the pest control guy hit on me. Oh and as follow up, Pesty called me later on that afternoon to make an appointment and after I said hello, he said, Hi Beautiful…oh puleese. Thank goodness I’m not one to swoon at every little thing. I am sure I was rolling my eyes…but in a way, it made me feel that little thrill. Because let’s face it, I’m not dating and when was the last time someone called me beautiful? I can’t recall….
Do you know what I mean though? I know that it means nothing for him to have been flirting with me. In fact, it was absolutely unprofessional and in no way would I have believed him. That being said though, there’s that little piece of me that holds hope that perhaps things are changing in my life since other similar situations have been occurring. Like ex boyfriends from my youth reaching out recently saying they were just thinking of me. Similar as in men flirting with me at the store and no, I’m not delusional. I know what flirting is and what it’s not.
I’m realistic. I know who I am – single divorced Mom of 2 college kids, living in a rental, fighting with the ex for funds owed still to me and tired of the stress. I have gained a little quarantine weight which has to come off soon, but I’m normal looking and nothing special.
However, the difference now is this: I am comfortable with being me. Sure, I’d like to drop some pounds, but I’m ok with who I am on the inside. Finally…I’m at peace with me. I like my life. I like who I am. So maybe that is translating out into the universe? Who knows. I guess time will tell. But it does make me giggle and smile to myself. And that’s alright with me. I’ll take it and enjoy it for the moment. Wouldn’t you?