It's a bit early to tell just yet if we're soulmates, but the new man in my life and I are sure enjoying the hell out of the unfolding of new romance between us.
We didn't meet in a gay bar, a party, or a dating site.
In fact, we had one of those cliche meetings that everybody swears just never happens.
We met in a grocery store.
About two blocks from my house is one of those somewhat upscale stores that sells both conventional and organic products. I started shopping there in January when I bought my house.
After a number of visits, I began noticing among the variety of handsome guys who work there, this one particular man. Tall, dark-haired, with a beard, and the most incredible green eyes. I started looking out for him anytime I was in the store. And eventually, he started noticing me.
Neither of us knew it for a long time, but each of us would watch the other from a distance when we were spotted. He would stand back and watch me in the checkout line. And I would spend a lot of time in the aisle where he was working. He must have thought I just had a jones for diet ginger ale.
Over the course of a few months, this progressed from looks at a distance to smiles exchanged to brief pleasantries.
Finally, about a month ago, I ran into him. Almost literally as he rounded a corner. We laughed and talked a little bit longer than usual. It was a warm day and he was wearing shorts that showed off his very sexy hairy legs. He joked about biking to work and being glad he remembered to put on deodorant so he wouldn't offend his co-workers.
As soon as he said that, the words slipped out of my mouth before my internal editor could halt them.
"To each his own."
He grinned at me. There was a silence. I figured since I was already out on a limb a bit, I may as well go for broke.
I asked him if he was seeing anybody. He smiled and said, "no." Then I asked if he'd like to go out for coffee sometime. And before I knew it, he had whipped out a pad of paper and pen and wrote down his phone number to give me. We had coffee two days later.
It's been getting better and better ever since. In fact, I pick him up from work in about 8 hours so we can spend another night together.
I'm just crazy about him. In part because of how we met.