Sunny Chanel’s marriage is circling the drain when her husband marks his colonoscopy on the calendar and ignores their anniversary. With divorce papers instead of roses on the horizon, she says “au revoir” Paris and croissants, and “hello” cheap New Haven apartment and ramen noodles.
With the encouragement of her friends, Sunny jumps into online dating, twenty-three years and twenty pounds after her last date. To her surprise she discovers dating might require a helmet, and occasionally armor to protect her heart, but after years of being ignored, her adventurous side craves fun and conversation. She’s middle-aged not dead. Then suddenly, on the way to reinventing herself, life takes a left turn when the one man she can’t forget calls with an unexpected request.
“Last night was number nine,” I said, en route to a job interview. I shared recent experiences with my best friend Isabel while she kept me company on the phone. School was out, and I’d caught her prepping in her classroom.
“You’ve reduced your meets to numbers?”
“What’s the point in names? I’m not seeing any of these guys again, and you just get confused.” I pulled into the Waffle Cone parking lot and unhooked my seat belt.
“True. But you’re turning into a cynic.”
“As soon as I find my someone special, I’ll tell you his name.”
“Sounds good. So what about your number nine?”
“We traded tales from the trenches and he—”
“Trenches? What trenches?”
“Dating trenches, what other kinds of trenches do you think? He met eight women, all in one day. In a coffee shop in Hartford. Two coffee shops. Back to back appointments.”
“You are joking.”
“He ran from one coffee shop to the other. Had it all timed—half an hour in one coffee shop, and then he’d run a block to the second, and so forth.”
“People do these things?” Isabel asked.
“Oh, lots of weird behavior. I thought it was bold. In fact, I can’t believe what some guys tell me. And do. Like this guy––”
“Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”
“This other guy has no boundaries and he––”
She hung up.
Oh well. I slid out of the car. Isabel didn’t have a clue about my secret online dating life.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Shirley Goldberg is a writer, novelist, and former ESL and French teacher who’s lived in Paris, Crete, and Casablanca. She writes about men and women of a certain age starting over. Her website http://midagedating.com offers a humorous look into dating in midlife, and her friends like to guess which stories are true.
Middle Ageish is her first book in the series Starting Over. Her character believes you should never leave home without your sense of humor and Shirley agrees.