Ten Years too Early or Ten Years too Late

I spent much of my twenties looking forward to my thirties. As a matter of fact I lived my twenties with the mind set of Chrissy Snow from the sitcom Threes Company only with unlimited access to alcohol and a bit more attitude. I loved the days of being able to go on three dates in a day and waking up the next morning without the slightest bit of guilt. Of course men that I really connect with on a mental level are few and far between so that might be why.

I wrote a while ago about making the acquaintance of Mike. I had been in pretty close contact with him for a few weeks and we stole as much time as we could to see each other and then….reality hit. I admit I am a busy person and more often than not when I find someone or something I want to spend my time on it causes me a little bit of mental anguish trying to find where to fit it all in. Then if the person I am interested in pushes me even in the slightest bit to find more time to spend with them I chase them out of my life like a bulldog protecting its last bone. This didn’t happen with Mike. Because as little free time as I have, he has even less.

I respect what he is doing. He has full custody of his 4 year old daughter and has a pretty demanding career that takes him out of town for 3 or 4 days a week. It’s not uncommon for us to be on the phone at 10:00 and then for him to have to go so he can finish up work or a presentation for the next morning. I really feel for him, I know what it is like to work all day and then have to occupy a child that wants to devour whatever energy or sanity is left with one little exception…I get every other weekend off.

Most people would read this and think, what is the matter with these two? Have they never heard of babysitters??? You see I don’t really like to have a babysitter for my son and Mike never gets one for his daughter as the time he gets with her is so limited as it is.
Needless to say we have cooled off considerably. We have already established that we are a perfect fit for each other but that we have either met 10 years too early or 10 years too late. Sucks huh?