Watch where you click on a computer screen. That’s my advice ever since I tapped the wrong button on Facebook and arranged for my husband to receive daily invitations to meet other women, ones specially chosen to fit his age, interests and lifestyle. Don’t they get that married is part of his lifestyle?

It started a few days ago when I accidentally sent an email from his inbox instead of my own. Still corresponding from his email address and thinking I was clicking a link that would remind me of friend’s birthdays, I signed him up for this service.

I realized I had a problem when I checked his mail later in the day and found a page of “twenty-seven new search results.” These consisted of mostly well-designed photos of attractive females with their ages and an offer to click a pink button labeled “Flirt now,” which was conveniently located under each photo.

I was reluctant to confess what I had done, at least right away. I deleted the invitations and then forgot about the whole incident. However, that evening when we were dining with neighbors, he told them he had just received information in his inbox about a possible mate. He described her as a younger woman… of 61. This was the first time I learned that the service I had enrolled him in was also sending solo shots of women “scientifically matched” to become his next soulmate.

Thus far he’s received one a day with his Facebook profile picture pasted onto the same page as theirs. Is this to help him decide whether they would look cute together?

I suggested I solve the problem by adding “married for 41 years” to my husband’s Facebook page.  He rejected my idea on the grounds that at the rate I clicked the wrong buttons, if I tried to make changes, he’d probably end up with a mail-order bride.

The pages he receives warn him that if he doesn’t respond to the particular woman within 24 hours, he’s lost his chance. I’ve unsubscribed him three times, but the women just keep coming. I pray I do not accidentally click any of the wrong buttons on these pages as I continue to try to remove him from the lists. If this doesn’t work, the next thing I know the service will be making suggestions for planning his first date. I’ve assured him that if this happens, I’ll be joining them.

Ann Oxrieder has lived in Bellevue for 35 years.She retired after 25 years as an administrator in the Bellevue School District and now blogs about retirement at http://stillalife.wordpress.com/.