One of yesterday’s writing prompts was to write about a time when you had a Goldilocks experience – arriving at something that was “just right” after experiencing things that were too much of one thing or too little of another. My Goldilocks experience has to do with dating and men.
Back in college, I dated some good boys and some bad boys, always torn about which ones were the better fit. The good boys were often cute, quite witty and polite. They made great grades and had their eye on the future. But they were often boring and uptight.
During my bad boy phase, I was really fascinated with guys who had longer hair and who drove motorcycles — the total bad boy stereotype. I was also fascinated by anyone who my parents didn’t approve of, because that made it all the more fun. These bad boys were cute and definitely more fun, but often not super thoughtful or smart and usually far from ambitious. And I was sure that the lack of ambition thing and the not so smart thing would really wear on me after a certain period of time.
Luckily during my senior year of college I came across an anomaly. A rare combination of bad boy and good boy all mixed into one human being. Crazy smart and witty, handsome, romantic and thoughtful and just the right amount of ambition. And someone who could never bore me. The fact that he didn’t have a sexist bone in his body was an extra bonus.
And fortunately, 21 years later, everything is still ‘just right.’ For this I am truly grateful.
Have you ever had a Goldilocks experience?
PS: Some really frightening images of sexy Goldilocks Halloween costumes came up when I searched for an image. In case anyone is looking for costume ideas. 🙂
21 years later. Wow!! Still haven’t been found by my just right but I feel it in my toes, he’s close.
They show up when you’re not looking for them and when you least expect it. 🙂
I too have just the right fella for me and very grateful to be in such a healthy relationship – 21+ years as well! Cheers to the good/bad ambitious boys!
I have a “just right” fella myself, but if I was to engage in the Goldilocks exercise it would probably have to be about tomatoes. A “just right” tomato is like (what I would imagine) a religious experience to be.
Now that is one great ode to the Mr.
I think I have a Goldilocks experience on a daily basis as a writer and editor. I’m always trying to prune “too much” or enhance “to little” to get it “just right.”