You may or may not know that I have many jobs. I am a jack of all trades, if you will. One of my jobs is to cat/house sit for a couple while they are away on business. This consists of staying in their condo Monday night through Thursday morning and feeding their cats. It’s a pretty sweet gig.
Anyways. For the past couple of weeks that I’ve been house sitting, I’ve seen this guy taking his dog out. Now, I don’t see many people coming and going in this complex, and I certainly haven’t seen anyone else my age, but I’ve seen him several times. And I have to admit, the guy is cute. We haven’t been really close to each other, so I’m not sure how tall he is, but it’s at least several inches taller than me (I have a thing for tall guys, I can’t help it!) and he’s got dark brown hair- not too long, not too short (which for me is just right 🙂 ).
Anyways (again). Yesterday I came “home” to the condo, dropped off my stuff and went back outside to go to the grocery store. He was standing in the parking lot with his dog (a Huskie, I think, but I’m not well-versed on dog breeds) talking to a little old man. I smiled as I walked by to get in my car.
This morning my arms were loaded down with crap when I went outside to go to work because I had my lunch and a change of clothes with me, plus I was running a little late, so I wasn’t really paying attention to anything- I was in a hurry. He must have been just a few feet behind me walking out of the building because when I got in my car and started the engine, he and his dog walked past. He smiled and gave a little wave.
I don’t even know if I smiled back!
But! The thought of his smile made me smile all the way to work- all 30 minutes! Traffic has never been such a welcome element to my morning drive. And it put me in a super good mood all morning. Throughout the whole day anytime I thought about his cute little wave, I smiled.
I don’t know if these little interactions we’ve had actually count as flirting, because I am in poor practice when it comes to flirting, but the wave and smile this morning definitely felt like a step towards flirting, if nothing else. And all the happiness it caused me throughout the day made me think of the question used as the title of this post- does flirting release endorphins? I did a google search, but didn’t find anything relevant on flirting and endorphins, so if anyone out there in the blogosphere knows of a connection, please enlighten me.
Of course, this little maybe-flirting scenario has given me scene ideas for a new book I’m in the developing stages on. I’m trying really hard not to work on anything new until The Death Effect is finished, but this idea has been nagging me so I’ve been writing down character details and dialogue when it comes to me, and cute guy with dog has inspired a storyline for one of the MCs. Who knows if I’ll ever actually write it, but it’s nice to know that my supremely boring life isn’t as boring as I thought, because if it was, would I actually be using it to draw inspiration for my writing? I don’t think so!