I couldn't believe it. After 12 years of taking me wife, now ex-wife, home to upstate New York for Christmas I was going solo this year. And it sure felt weird. At 35 and with the ex taking the kids to her parents' house in Chicago I was going home to my folks. My sister was already trying to fix me up with her divorced girl friend, but six months off my own divorce I was not exactly thrilled with pursuing a divorcee. Then again, a night on the town could be just what the doctor ordered to start getting back in the swing of things.
Anyway, here I was, flying back from Texas, where I had run my sporting goods supply store for years, to New York to spend time with my mom and dad, along with my 30-year-old sister. It would be good to get back around family since I had been mostly alone since the divorce.
(PM me is you're interested in taking on the role of my sister. While she'll try to fix me up with her divorced girl friend that falls through and me and my sister end up having a ball at an old club we used to go to... and the rest could be fun.
Anyway, here I was, flying back from Texas, where I had run my sporting goods supply store for years, to New York to spend time with my mom and dad, along with my 30-year-old sister. It would be good to get back around family since I had been mostly alone since the divorce.
(PM me is you're interested in taking on the role of my sister. While she'll try to fix me up with her divorced girl friend that falls through and me and my sister end up having a ball at an old club we used to go to... and the rest could be fun.
