Oh.my.God. It has been a year since I last posted. My online dating thing kinda took off. Then between managing dating, and all the fabulous things that go along with that, (did you detect the sarcasm there??) as well as managing a house, two kids, a job, and trying to muster enough courage to get through a divorce, well, I guess time got away from me.
Anyhow....the online dating thing took off. And by took off I mean I loosely (I'll explain more later...) dated Brian the entire time, went on one more date with Dennis and went out once with Rob. I emailed and chatted with nearly 100 men. And went out with 3 of them. Three. Did I say three. That, my friends, is a 3% return on my investment. How fucking discouraging is that?!?!
Ain't nobody got time for that!
Ain't nobody.
So, as I type, I am in the midst of a break from online dating.
Here's to hoping a man just walks into my life. Drops out of the sky. Like literally. Right through my front door. Or, plop, right onto my front lawn. Because at this point about the only way I'm going to meet someone is if they break in to rob my home, come to do repair work on my home, or happen to collide grocery carts with me at the store and I tackle them and force them to converse with me.
