Ah well - the 42 year old said he was feeling better and proposed a date for tonight (this happened a couple of days ago). But then this afternoon he texted me that he'd gone on a date with a woman he'd known for a while and wanted to see where that led.
I'm not disappointed about him canceling on me, in that I didn't really think he was my type anyway. But dang - I thought I was finally gonna break my dating drought. This IS getting a bit ridiculous. I've gone on all of two coffee dates since last May when the hermit broke up with me. I'm gonna have to step up the pace here if I ever expect to get anywhere.
(Mind you - if I was willing to date the 20-somethings and the Santa Clauses, I've had plenty of offers.)
