The Universe has a sense of humor...and sometimes it is a truly twisted one. I honestly can not wrap my head around this one...and am wondering if this is the Universe trying to teach me a lesson, or perhaps bring 'Mr. Right' back to me. Because they say that if you bump in to someone three times, without planning it...that you two are supposed to be together. For those of you interested in Greek mythology, two goddess's are taking up residence in my life this past week.
Eris (Greek Ἔρις, "Strife") is the Greek goddess of strife and discord, her name being translated into Latin as Discordia. Her Greek opposite is Harmonia, whose Latin counterpart is Concordia. Homer equated her with the war-goddess Enyo, whose Roman counterpart is Bellona. The dwarf planet Eris is named after the goddess.
And my personal favorite: Artemis was one of the most widely venerated of the Ancient Greek deities. Her Roman equivalent is Diana. Some scholars believe that the name, and indeed the goddess herself, was originally pre-Greek. Homer refers to her as Artemis Agrotera, Potnia Theron "Artemis of the wildland, Mistress of Animals". In the classical period of Greek mythology, Artemis (Greek: (nominative) Ἄρτεμις, (genitive) Ἀρτέμιδος) was often described as the daughter of Zeus and Leto, and the twin sister of Apollo. Artemis was once bathing in a vale on Mount Cithaeron, when the Theban hunter Actaeon stumbled across her. Enraged, Artemis turned him into a stag and, not knowing their own owner, Actaeon's own dogs killed him.
But I digress. And trust me...this is all relevant to Bachelor # 2. About 10 years ago....I had taken on a seasonal job, which focused on my most favorite holiday. I have never had as much fun at work, as I did at this job...and met some really interesting people who worked there as well. When I worked there...there was this one employee, whom I thought was seriously good-looking, and he seemed to be interested in me as well. However it was purely a physical attraction. We never really dated, we never really hung out in public. But we would get together every night and fool around (no....there was no sex at that time) when we worked. I do think he would have liked to pursue something with me...however he was a little too brazen for my tame self back then. (Yes...back then I was a 'good' girl.) He would e-mail me naked photos of himself, want to have phone sex, and informed me of all the photo and video equipment he had which gave me visions of myself being broad casted and my mother somehow finding out. Needless to say, although I thought him good-looking, I had quickly cut any ties to him. Every now and then, he'd come up in thought as I reflected on all the colorful guys that had marched through my life....and mom and I would snicker over it.
Now here I am....actively trying to date, but so bummed out by being stood up several weeks ago...I really haven't had my heart in it. And low-and-behold I get an e-mail from the dating sight I troll from time-to-time. The Bachelor # 2 whom e-mailed me seemed nice, pleasant, and like a gentleman. Appearance-wise, not exactly my cup-of-tea...but we all know that it's what's on the inside which counts, so figured I would give him a shot. So e-mails led to texts, and we tried to set our first date up...but it fell through. We did however go on our second date and it started out on rocky ground...as I thought he was standing me up and vica versa. It turned out that we were at two different StarBucks...just down the road from one another. Since my location was closing I drove down to where he was waiting with my drink (which I thought was sweet for him to ask what I wanted and have it ready for me.) And there we sat drinking our beverages, and chatting..discussing our pets, interests, and then our jobs. As we started talking about our religious beliefs, and Bachelor # 2 made a comment about his beliefs...a light bulb went off. I KNOW THIS GUY!!! I knew him and kinda dated him 10 years ago!!!
Ex's are ex's for a reason....and this, my friends was no exception for me. Let's rewind 10 years of my life...to when I was in my early twenties. I was a bit naive, a bit shy, and a bit sheltered. This guy I was seeing (Bachelor #2) would not want to do anything, other than be physical....have phone sex, and SEND ME NUDE PHOTOS OF HIMSELF IN EVERY POSITION IMAGINABLE. After receiving the umpteenth nude photo of himself, I decided to block him from my AOL...and quickly removed myself from his presence. And OK....I'm not a prude...but back then, I was a bit gun-shy about sharing naked photos over the net, and also very gun-shy about going to his place and possibly being photographed or videoed as he said he had all that equipment. Fast forwarding ourselves to the present, as we sit in StarBucks, I ask Bachelor # 2 a string of questions to confirm that he is indeed whom I think he is, and he confirms my suspicions that he is who he is. He seemed to have vague if any memory of me, which was fine...and I did not bring up his fascination of nude photography...but this raised a new concern in my mind...was Bachelor # 2 still into kinky e-mails, and phone sex?
Finishing up our drinks, I agree to go on a car ride with him, out east to check out this spot which he claims has a 'different vibe to it.' And yes...my phone was not only fully charged, but I had my pepper spray, and weapon with me...so I was fully safe. Besides the fact that he wasn't giving off any serial killer vibes off him. We sat in the moonlight, and chatted....but it felt a bit strained to me. I wasn't sure if Bachelor # 2 was trying to be all cool, and aloof, and just wanted to chat, or if he was waiting for some romantic action to take place. Regardless, I wasn't going to be getting any kind of physical with anyone on a first date (unless it was Harrison Ford or Colin Farrell.) But in Bachelor #2's defense, he did not put any moves on me, other than hold my hand, and when he took me back to my car, waited for me to make the departing gesture. What that I was impressed with.
What does our future hold? Only time can tell....I'm not ruling him out....but I am very leery. Oh Cosmos...you do have a twisted sense of humor!