Call me old-fashioned, but I don’t even think of approaching a woman without first checking her left hand for that signifying ring.

Problem with that obviously is that some women who are engaged or married don’t always wear their ring, it could be at the cleaners or just plain lost. Then there are those women not looking for any unwanted attention wearing a ring by choice to throw off those like me who look before moving in.

I’m mentioning this because today a rather striking woman caught me looking at her hand. She was making it difficult by the angle she was at while going through a grocery checkout.  She smiled and said, “I am.” I replied with the silly line, “The good ones always are.” I’m such a tool. Next time I’m saying, “So what?”, just for the fun of it.

Yesterday was election day in Canada. After all was said and done, not a whole lot had changed other than I enrolled in a local gym program. I decided to vote for my own health with a gym membership.

I’m not in bad shape, and have been losing weight as of late with a combo of bike riding and light weights, but like working at home, there is nobody to talk to, and no hope of meeting anyone of the opposite sex. I drive by the same gym often and have seen that the mix of males to females is about 50-50. That’s rather good for a gym in Canada. So why not I thought; maybe on the off chance while I improve myself and stave off the pot-belly, I could stumble upon my next ex.

Well the party was lively and everyone had a good time. Lots of people attended, the food was great, the booze flowed freely and this being Canada, there was that sweet smelling smoke in the air. Good Canadian times…

She was there. I got there before she did and couldn’t help but feel a little nervous anxiety in anticipation of seeing her again. The wait was well worth it as when she arrived our eyes instantly meet and I could feel the warmth being emanated. She also looked so damn adorable.

It was a while before I could speak with her as there was so much action and mingling going on. But I was determined to talk to her again, and I didn’t have to wait long, as she came and found me with, “There you are, I was hoping you were going to be here. And look at you, you are all cleaned up!” (I was dressed rather shabbily the first times I meet her) Wow, what’s a shy guy say to that? I just smiled harder while noticing her eyes were a more beautiful blue than I had remembered. I had to say to myself – “snap to!”

Being a good study of body language, I couldn’t help but notice that as we spoke she was giving off all the right signals. There was the constant and deep eye contact, the up-curled lips, the playing and twisting of her hair, she was leaning in to talk to me and her arms and palms were animated and face up. Okay so all the signals are perfect, you are having a great conversation, so what the heck was I waiting for? Just as that went through my head, there came my rotten luck in the form of her boyfriend. Blah!

So close, yet so far. And to make matters worse, I know the guy, he’s a good person. I feel good knowing she’s not with some guy I know who is also a creep. The ‘worse’ part is compounded as a couple hours later she catches me extracting myself from the party by grabbing my wrist and asking where I was going with my jacket on. I explain I’m off to another party (which I was). She says that I look real good and asks if I was going there looking for women, to which I reply sheepishly, “maybe.” She looks me straight in the eye and says that she knows a certain girl at the present location that is worth staying for. I can be a little slow on the uptake at times, but come on, I know for certain what she is implying, but I’m not going to be “that guy.”

I bid her adieu with a smile.

So close, yet so far.

Well it had to happen at some time, and being that I have finally have some time from the daily grind that is life, it might as well be today. That is, time for my first post on my new website.

I have been working hard renovating my home as I get it ready for sale, but with my lousy luck, it took longer than expected, cost much more than I expected, and was finally ready when the markets around the world are going down the toilet. My rotten luck.

I’m not sure how long my home will now sit on the market, but being that in my local area there have never been so many homes on the market at one time – so it could be a while. Guess that gives me more time now for the other things in life – like finding a life partner.

Finding someone to share your life with is no easy manner for the obvious reasons, and in my case, I also work from home – alone. It makes finding single women very hard. I also live in a very conservative town where the most eligible women are married off in their early twenties. For those of us outside that age-bracket, there are slim pickings to say the least. Good thing I like a challenge!

Tonight could present a good opportunity to meet someone as I’m off to a movie wrap party. My good friend finally got his chance to live his life’s dream, and tonight’s celebration should be a good time. I’m very happy for him – he works hard at what he loves, and his film looks like it will be a winner. There should be a certain someone at the party tonight whom I made a feeble attempt at hitting on, but she shot me down in burning flames. I survived the crash, and in celebration of that, I think I will try again tonight…