On a sunny, late Saturday afternoon in the checkout lane? With a cart full of groceries and school supplies? With two boys, seven and four years old, begging for candy?
She looked good, still in her workout clothes, looking like she came straight from the gym. Cart full of food fit for a family. She breaks the ice, noting that there is no divider for the orders. We make strong, yet nervous eye contact, she jokes about being able to relate to my situation with the kids. She mentions that she has three of her own, all under seven. I glance quickly, no wedding band. I ask if grocery shopping is a nice breather for her, she responds that they are with their dad for the weekend. I note that I, too, am a single parent. More eye contact while she bags her groceries. My heart pumping faster and faster, while I mindlessly place my groceries on the belt.
I know I can't blow this chance, I have to get her number, but time is running short as she swipes her credit card. I have never asked a woman out like this before, a complete stranger, in public, in front of the cashier and other customers. Ever. But I am not about to let this become a missed connection, one of those moments you regret the second it passes. I read a story the other day, it reminded me that the only moment you really have is NOW. So I just say it, "would it be ok if I called you sometime?" Whew, I said it. It was almost like I wasn't even in my own body.
She says yes! As she finishes putting her bags in her cart I grab my phone to program her number, hands shaking. She halfway apologizes for not looking good, that she just came from the gym, seemingly surprised that someone would ask her out in such condition (I find her to be beautiful). She is fumbling around in her purse, at first I think it is related to her transaction, then I realize she is nervously fumbling for a pen and paper. We are both nervous. She notices that I am going to program her number, she says the digits, then nervously repeats her name, and spelling. One more glance, a quick goodbye, and back to groceries and fighting boys...
I dated a bit over the summer, started to get a feeling for what I was and wasn't looking for. Just online dating. Nothing turned serious. I realized that it was most likely a woman with kids that I was looking for. In the past few weeks I had become very content with being single, focusing on being the best parent and man I could be. I had developed a pretty firm picture of what I was looking for in a woman, but I wasn't going to worry about it. I am moving to a new home in a few months (that will be a different NB post). School starts for the kids in a week. Enough to think about. And then this...
So, I have never been in this situation before. How soon do I call/text? Is it different rules for busy single parents? The whole three day rule, etc.?
Thank you if you read this far. I know it is lengthy, but I enjoy writing and painting a picture with words. Also, I have been through enough that you never know what tomorrow will bring, so just enjoy this moment for what it is. Even if I never speak with this woman again...
[This message edited by traildad at 5:13 PM, August 24th (Saturday)]