New Relationship

I was just laying in bed wide awake at 4 am starring into the darkness of the room except for the twinkling lights of the Christmas lights that I have on. Yep, Christmas in July. Not really I thought it would be a better and more colorful then an ordinary night light since I now wake up a few times per night in a sweat to get water. I figured I needed some light to light my path a little after I stubbed my toe twice on the bed and door and stepping on leggos and two tiny action figures. It was time for something. 
So, while lying there procrastinating about making the short trip to the kitchen I was thinking about something that happened earlier that blew my mind. I met a guy about 7 years ago. I was just on MySpace when it was popular and we started chatting. He was a lot younger and I never thought we would be more then friends. Just friends. So, over the years we have kept in touch and I have caught up with him and discussed his life and my ever changing life.  Then last week he shocked me and  asked if I had ever thought of dating. Me, in my menopausal state of mind, told him yes if I ever found someone. He laughed. I asked what was so funny. So, he told me he was talking about himself. It was a good thing we weren't video chatting because I think not only did I get hot on my face I am pretty sure I turned three shades of beet red. So, I grabbed a paper towel wiped my face and was totally speechless. I knew he liked older women but I never thought he would be interested in me. A fact he found shocking.

So, after I explained to him again about how my life is so different from 7 years ago, as I was thinking he must have amnesia and forgot all the hot flash and corn chip cravings I told him about. He assured me he remembered. And he was alright with it. And had I forgotten about the movies when he was there with me and I had ten in a row, that's not accurate, but it felt like it, and me and him laughed about it. 

I thought long and hard about this potential relationship and took a sip out of a can of hot, flat sprite on my bedside table and at 9 am when I woke up again I sent him a text. Just one word and I knew we both would be on a new adventure together.