The leaves are falling, the days are shorter, there is Halloween stuff every where, I just found an awesome vintage fur coat at a thrift store and I find myself wishing I had a manperson to share it with. But why? I don’t want to be wanting one, when clearly there isn’t one anywhere on the horizon.
I confessed this to my fellow super-independent single mom friend, Elizabeth, tonight after our boys ran off from the dinner table.
“Me too,” she said, “Fall makes me want a boyfriend.”
“It’s the season, they call this the dating season.”
“I know! Right? It totally is.”
“But, why? Probably because we are nesting or something.”
“Yeah, we are all trying to find a guy before it freezes over. Someone to cuddle with in the Winter.”
“But we don’t even have any prospects.”
“I know. It’s bad!” she laughed.
“What are we going to do? Where do we even look?”
We’ve all but given up on bars. Online dating is out. And that leaves bumping into men in our natural habitat. Which for me includes my office (with my employees and clients) or jogging around my neighborhood or the school yard. Needless to say, not going to happen. So, here we find ourselves, suddenly craving men thanks to mother nature when this summer she and her hot, blazing sun had us not interested in anything remotely serious.
“I think we need hobbies or something.”
“Like what, though?”
“Something we could do that involved meeting men.”
We both fall silent. Totally stumped. Hobbies require time and another commitment.
“I’ve got it,” I say, “Let’s fake injuries on the bike path. We can take turns.”
We have a good laugh and I realize that as long as I’ve got my friends this Winter, I won’t be needing a man much at all.
Are you feeling it? Or is it just us? Does Fall induce romantic thoughts in your otherwise man-free mind?