Oh Universe, You Make Me Laugh….. January 30, 2017
Wasn’t sure which title to use: When it rains it pours? It’s raining men? All or nothing? Regardless of what the title is, the subject matter remains the same. While the universe seems to be smiling on me for a change, it still likes to give me a little poke and test me. I should be used to it by now. And this time, darn it, I will prevail….
So I met that very nice man the other night when I was out with friends. He took my number and being the oh so positive rendition of myself that I am this year, I hope know he will call.
I have a date set up with the one with no name for Thursday. Although I’m not overly excited about it, I did look back on our Bumble conversations and although his usual ‘hi’ text messages of late leave much to be desired, he was witty and conversational towards the beginning. Maybe he’s just waiting to meet to bring that side back out again.
I got a text last night from Repo Man. He asked me out. Finally. Although I have been looking forward to this for months (3, to be exact), I find that I am now nervous. Lovely. I’ll pull it together of course before next weekend. I made sure that he had no 3rd dates with anyone scheduled before our date as I’d actually like for us to meet this time. I think he’s a terrific guy and I am excited to meet him. I do need to put my overthinking self away for a bit though as I am already assuming he is lining up multiple dates for next week and I am just one in the crowd. Like last time. I will do my best to realize that it doesn’t matter how many women he meets; that if I’m the right one, none of the others will matter. I do think he was texting with someone else at the same time that we were however. Not a big fan, but then again, not my business. Yet.
To round out my week, yesterday was one of TD’s son’s birthdays. I saw a picture posted on the root of all evil FB of the big, festive dinner that TD, his kids, his son’s friends and the closet dwelling lunch lady were included in. I have he and his nutbag fiance blocked on FB, but as they weren’t tagged in the photos and I am friends with his kids, it showed up on my timeline. Thank you FB. It looked like a fun time and for a split second I though ‘I should be there’. Then I got over it. Instead I took note of the fact that the closet dwelling lunch lady still has the most hideous hair ever, that TD looked liked like he has gained weight and that my stomach did not drop when I saw the photo as it has done in years gone by. I’ll call that a win, thank you very much!
So although the universe has the dating gods finally throwing me a bone, did they have to throw 3 in the same week?
Ponder This November 24, 2010
Now I can play the e-mail game as good as the next guy )usually when I’m just bored as hell and have nothing better to do), but do you ever wonder about those guys that wax on for hours in multiple e mails about how wonderful they think you are, how perfect we’d be together, how great a time we’d have, how basically wonderful we’d match up as a couple (*barf*) and then they just disappear? Now while I never believe the shit that these tools say in e mails, I do have to wonder why they would waste the time to begin with to e-mail so many times in succession and then the next day just up and disappear. Did their 24 hour furlough from prison end? Did their wife come home and bust them? Did they do a google search and find something questionable? Did they happen to find this blog and see that I’ve mocked the hell out of them?
Strange if you ask me ……….. 😉
The Life & Times of a 54 Year Old Online Dater 