Man the Lifeboats

Very occasionally in my life I’m quite content and I almost feel like I’m one of those passengers on a cruise ship lounging on the sun deck, beer in one hand and sun cream in the other. Ah, a time of relaxation and recuperation.

However, that never seems to last long and I always seem to discover that the ship I’m sailing on is called the Poseidon, there’s some nasty looking storm clouds brewing and the sea is full of sharks with frickin’ lasers attached to their heads**.

Yup, just as I thought I was getting somewhere with my Scottish friend that cruise ship has just been holed below the water line and the sea has become decidedly choppy.

She’s now having second thoughts at the idea of a long distance relationship and thanks to another bloke on Match.com who noticed that she was active and had not contacted him for a while, sent her a wallowing message of woe. Her previously chirpy messages then took on a much darker tone as she wrestled with her thoughts and feelings. Whoever said Internet dating was easy?

Anyway, she wasn’t sure whether we should continue e-mailing each other and suggested talking on the phone to see if there was any connection. After all, we might have nothing to say to each other. Never the less, we spoke quite freely for about an hour with little break and a few laughs along the way. It seemed to go OK and my follow up email got a reply with the hint of a continuation. Still, I’ve not heard anything else for a couple of days now (a bad sign perhaps?).

I’ve never had a long distance relationship before and still feel that it would be a fun and exciting challenge for both of us. Naturally, it’s early days yet, and there does appear to be a slight glimmer of sunshine through the storm clouds, but I just can’t stop thinking that I’m going to need that life jacket.

** Rent-a-quote : Austin Powers - International Man of Mystery