So I started with Jill today. We were chit chatting about marriage and dating and I was bitching about having to compete with women half my age for men my same age or even older. Although truth be told I dated from 22 to late 50’s. Sooooo. Maybe I shouldn’t be talking.
Then I say that sometimes I regret starting a business and not getting a mommy make-over instead. And she asks me how I mean it and I make the Jessica rabbit figure in the air in front of me. And she rolls her eyes.
She says “a man would be lucky to have you and you have to believe that.” And I say “yes I know you’re right but it’s all in the swiping now-a-days. The echelon of men was better the better my figure became.” And she outright laughs. “Do you really want a man that only cares about that?”
“No” I say “but humans are visual creatures”. Then I say the thing I regret saying, because I know when I fall in love every rational thought falls out the window anyway but I said “I wanted to get married again and have financial stability” and she says “do you still want that?” and I said “I don’t know”…..and that’s the most honest I felt all day.
Then she says “you know…. my husband isn’t a big money maker. We don’t have much that much, but to this day he can still make me laugh” and she smiled so authentically. That was honestly the most romantic thing I’ve heard someone say (outside of social media) in years. It was so tender and sweet.
I forgot how much I liked having co-workers. Although technically she’s my boss.