Thursday night I dreamed I was having a hot and heavy affair with Colton Ford. It wasn't so much a sexually detailed dream as it was emotionally intense. Colton was already in a relationship in my dream. We were cheating. Plus, he was a guest where I work, which can so get me fired in real life.
The theme of unavailable men continued on Saturday night at a Christmas party in Cabbagetown. A few weeks ago, the host told me about a hot twentysomething that he thought would be perfect for me. And I met him at the party. Hot, most definitely.
But my friend left out a crucial detail: the partner of several years.
Another party guest was a seriously tall & cute guy I met last winter. Partnered, according to reports. Well, after six drinks, I found a moment to tell the tall guy how attractive he was, and to ask if he was still in a relationship. He replied that he was. Tall guy was exceptionally gracious and kind about the whole thing--and spent quite a bit of the remaining night chatting with me.
I wanted to shout at him: "why couldn't I have met you first?"
This is not an easy time of year to be single.