Head Over Heels with reservations

You know, I live in a pretty nice place that I pay an HOA fee to every month for the use of some nice facilities. Ventana Lakes has 4 pools all with spas.  It has a nicely equipped fitness room with a sauna and steam room.  There are racquetball courts, pickleball and tennis, basketball, horseshoes, shuffleboard, libraries, card and game rooms and live entertainment just to scratch the surface.  Its just lunacy to pay for these amenities month after month without using them.

Soooo, in the new spirit of my resolve to get out and meet people, I decided last week to start going to the pools to swim and relax in the deck chairs beside them.  I went to The Landings pool yesterday because it is much newer than our nearby North pool which I can walk to.  I rode my new garage sale Nishiki mountain bike over with my swimsuit and towel.  I was water walking all alone under the squinting gaze of two older male pool lizards....when HE walked in.

  Adonis, is that you in the flesh?

This guy had long dready kinky hair that he tied up in back in the surfer dude style you see in HI and CA. He loosened his hair tie and let the hair fall.  Niiice! We started talking about the temperature of the water vs the adjacent spa.  We sat talking for about an hour about chemtrails, the end of society as we know it, conspiracy theorists and most importantly his name and occupation.  I also found out that, in addition to his window washing business, he is a song writer(orchestral), of both music and lyrics.
Turns out, this delicious guy did move here from Hawaii after his divorce and now lives with his aunt in VL as he launches his new business, Aloha Window Cleaning. He grew up in Costa Mesa, CA.  No wonder he looks like he does, I thought, he certainly looks the coastal dude!

I was so stoked after meeting him that on the ride home I thought, Hey, I can give him my ticket to Moody Blues that DM bought a week before he exited my life so abruptly. So I get on the horn and text Aloha Window Washing, then I backed it up with a phone call which went to his voicemail.  Later, Adonis calls me back to apologize that he cannot use the ticket although he would love to go to Moody Blues. Here's his reason:  He is going to see his MOM for Mothers Day Weekend.  He hasn't seen her in more than three months he tells me. He is 53 years old and is making his mom a priority.  Such a good boy!  Adonis then goes on to tell me that he'd love to go to some other concerts like Tears For Fears but the tickets for that are all through a certain bulk reseller so they are not available to individuals directly from the casino venue TFF is performing at.

I begin to look at upcoming concerts in the Phoenix area.  There are some good concerts coming!
I look up some of Tears For Fears songs. Within that genre of songs mostly from the 80's, I found the Tears For Fears song, Head Over Heels.  Boy, I can surely relate to these lyrics from that song:

Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah don't take my heart
Don't break my heart
Don't throw it away

So yeah, I will probably never hear from Adonis again.  I shall attempt to reconnect when I dip my toes in that pool again at just the right time after he gets off work and does his workout then enjoys a swim. I did offer to show him some of the bars and places in the West Valley where one can find decent entertainment etc. Courtesy of my relationship with DM, I have been out to many nice places and drinking establishments.  I don't care if Adonis does have a girlfriend, I am willing to suffer rejection now that I am such a pro at living with it.  What do I have to lose anyway?

When it rains it pours-even in the desert.  I have a 4 day old friend who placed himself in my path purposefully to meet me and start seeing me.  He is 6'2", with the build of a basketball player(he played in college) and he pitched in baseball too. He just moved here from Peoria AZ's namesake city, Peoria, IL. Kinda crazy, huh? This man seems nice, and as far as I can tell so far, he seems to be truthful after 4 days of knowing him and going out for drinks.  By this time in the DM relationship, I had already been on the receiving end of at least two unkeepable(is that a word?) promises which later morphed into lies.
  

Walking Tall, as I shall name this guy, has some major red flags that wave at me when I think about him, though.  First off, he's 65 and he has never been married. He did have a long term relationship with a woman that did not lead to marriage, though. Then there is the fact that he lives with his older sister who is a widow. What is it with men who are dependent on a 'mom' figure in their lives!!??

Another biggee to me: WT smokes.  Yeaahhh like maybe 3 an hour.  yuck! blech! And no, these are not vapes he smokes, but the nasty stinking cigs of yesteryear.  And, then there is that irritating habit of his beer of choice: Bud Lite, also DM's fave, except WT always buys bottles.  Classy guy, eh?

I may have swung to the overly critical side of the scale when it comes to judging men after the ordeal with DM.  WT does know about him and I have even told WT that I still love DM.  He is undaunted in his quest to get me to like him.  I am being pursued big time.  I, however, want him to meet other people first.  He is learning to golf and that is a good outlet.  I also want to take him to Meetups with other single Baby Boomers so he can see what is out there outside the Sun City view of the world.  He likes to dance and I might go dancing with him.  That's another step for me to take outside my own comfort zone.  I am not ready to fall in love yet. My aim for now is simply to have fun.  WT will do fine with or without me, since any single hetero man around here is red meat to the sex starved sisterhood majority of Ventana Lakes/Sun City.

One person I aim to eventually get to know better is actually a long shot whom I met at a Meetup.  I have gotten his email address, which lead to phone numbers, but that's as far as it has gone since he is out of town.  This guy is a widower and retired from US Geological Survey so we will moniker him with the title of USGS. USGS goes to biking Meetups and also is a hiker.  Perhaps I need to read the playbook that WT uses on me, minus the line that WT gave me on our 3rd day of knowing each other about how he thought we could spend the day in bed exploring each others' bodies.  What a kidder-Ugh!

This morning I went out to breakfast with Mr. B, a 79 year old dog park friend.  The most impressive line he gave me was, "Keep your legs crossed, Marsha."  Thank you Mr. B, I am doing just that.  My motto~ No lovin' without LOVE first! Well, at least not without a healthy bit of lust anyway.  :oP



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