Pretty much right when I got on Match.com, a very sweet, dorky geologist chatted me up. The next month we were concurrently out of town, so it took weeks of emailing and texting and talking on the phone before we met for a date. Him: Hey! It’s so nice to finally meet you! Me: DO YOU WANT TO GET…
Tag: Breakups
Tequila sunrise and the final exchange of stuff
Oh, the exchange of stuff! When I got divorced, I had to make a list of everything we owned and file it with San Francisco Superior Court. As I tend to be concerned with minutiae, I tried to pass everything by my ex-husband, who understandably was having trouble answering such important questions as, “Do you mind if I take the roasting…
