Blending my life

So after talking online with Rolf for a few weeks (yes it was only a few weeks) I asked to meet him. Yes it was all me. Thank goodness for that because I found out later that he is not a fast mover, he really likes to take his time with..well with just about everything..lol

I was very concerned about my kids, I have three of them. I didn’t want to be THAT single mom that had men in and out of her kids lives. So I made sure that my kids would not be around when I met this man. Friends of mine had taken the kids overnight on Sat night and I planned on meeting Rolf on Sunday at noon. The plan was for us to go out for lunch…and well that was just about it. So as noon approached I got more and more nervous. My hands were sweating and I was kicking myself in the behind for doing this. It had been close to 20 years since I was actively dating. I just had to keep reminding myself that this really wasn’t a “date” This was just meeting a new friend!!….yeah right!

We were going to meet at the stoplight in the small town I lived in. I had an idea what he was going to be wearing and he knew what I was wearing, but beyond that..well pictures are not always accurate. So I waited. Then I spotted him and ran behind a building and hid! Yup, that’s right..I was a chicken! I didn’t exactly run away, I just ran out of sight. He saw me and knew I was hiding. Of course we can laugh about it now, but that just goes to show how scared I was.

So out to lunch we went. I really don’t remember what we talked about during lunch, but I do remember how comfortable I was talking to him. We spent about an hour eating and talking. Then when we couldn’t drag that out any longer and the people at the restaurant were giving us evil eyes we left. We walked out and each of us knew we didn’t want to just walk away, so Rolf suggested we take a ride in his car. Again, I have no idea what we talked about, but we drove around for another half hour or so and I finally suggested we just head back to my place and talk there. Rolf agreed and away we went to my tiny little two bedroom basement apartment. Again, the topics varied and everything is a bit blurry now but the same feeling of total comfort stayed with us. I do know we shared a lot about our past and the things we like. We met at noon, and before you could say BOO it was 6 pm and the kids came bursting through the door. OMG, the one thing I didn’t want to happen just happened. My kids rushed in and wanted to meet this MAN! It wasn’t like I could hide him or rush him out the door, so against every vow I ever made, my kids met a man. The two friends that had the kids for the night came in and were introduced, along with 4 of their kids. It was a complete nut house for the next half hour. Poor Rolf. He had been single for 11 years and had only ONE child. He was so not used to the mayhem all those kids could produce. But I do have to give him credit, he didn’t run out the door. That alone raised my opinion of him. So my friends left and it was getting late, but instead of leaving Rolf suggested that we go out to the grocery store to grab some food to make supper for everyone. WHAT??? was this guy for real? ok, off we go shopping. Up until this point there had been absolutely no physical contact between Rolf and myself. In the store we gathered what we needed to make home made pizza. The kids had opted to stay home as they were old enough for that for a few min. As we were walking through the store I was thinking how nice it would be to hold his hand. Later I found out from Rolf that at the time I was thinking about holding his hand, he was wondering himself what I would do if he kissed me. I had to laugh when I found that out since he was considered by far to be the more innocent of the two of us…lol Once we left the store, I did get up the nerve to take hold of his hand, and he to my surprise hung on for dear life.

Once we got back to my apt. we sat in his car for a couple of min, still talking when suddenly and I swear I don’t know who did what, we shared our first kiss. As you might have guessed we each saw a thousand stars in those brief few moments. We didn’t linger but headed back to the apt and three hungry kids. With supper made and done Rolf still showed no inclination to leave. I couldn’t stop being mom just because he had no idea how to move from my couch (not that I wanted him to leave) I got the kids ready and off to bed. Silence once more. We started talking again when there was a knock on the door and another group of my friends showed up. GREAT!! More people to interrupt our first date..lol Thankfully they got the hint and didn’t stay for more than 15-20 min.

Finally around 10 pm wee were alone again! So we sat on the couch and talked again. We talked, talked and talked some more. It was getting late! Finally at 1 am he got up to go home. Yes 1 AM! 13 hours after meeting him for the first time. We stood outside my apt in the hallway and I asked him, “So when will I see you again?” He responded with “Next weekend” I laughed at him and said ” You can’t wait that long”, he laughed with me and said “Your right, I’ll see you Wed”

The rest as they say is history.

Ahhh but what would this blog be if it ended like that. Our first date showed us that we both knew how to communicate and that he could bend and accept after being alone for 11 years.

I couldn’t wait till Wed.