I know how you feel. I've been on a lot of dates, for 4 years now, and still haven't found the one I can live with for the rest of my life. I'm just more pickier these days, because I don't want to make the same mistake as I did in my first marriage ( a too much of a homebody). Because I'm not a homebody much. I thought men in Arizona were wild, fun, and "happy-go-lucky" kind of guys...Boy! was I wrong.
Well, I'm fixing to get ready to go out for a little while this evening. So, I'll be wearing a pink (off the shoulders) long-sleeve blouse, with jeans, and pink heels.
I'm a very sweet, sincere person to live with. I do like getting out and seeing things. So, I'm not much of a homebody, but I do stay home sometimes. But then I get bored and need to get out to be social.
But I love cuddling up on the couch with a bottle of O'Doul's (I quit drinking lately), listen to music, and be romantic.
The only reason why I vanished is because I got tired of dating for a while. But I decided, it's a new year now and I can start all over again. So, now I like not going out on dates as much. He has to be really special for me to go out with him these days. Thank God I'm busy nowadays, than I was back in November....
This is SOOOOO true! I've dated some really great looking guys that had the worst personalities ever (too grumpy, too shy, too much of a butthole, or self-centered). It was too much drama for me.
My first love was Robert Kimberlin. We were boyfriend and girlfriend for 3 1/2 years in high school. We did everything together.
I was 15 when I started going out with him and we stayed together til I broke it off, after I went to boot camp, in the Army after I graduated. He was sad, but he kept in touch with my parents. He's now happily married and has 3 kids now...Darn! If I had never went into the Army I'd still be there, but somebody had to move on and it was me. I got tired of Livingston, Tx.
I'm more into inbetween, but I don't date much anymore.
I don't know. It's not as fun anymore like it used to be. So, I let them call me and ask me out, not the other way around anymore.
I guess it's because I might be moving back to the southeast (my home) later this year and really don't want to get too much involved with anyone here in Arizona. Also, I'm just tired of the rat race too. Just being me.
I'm a stage right now (in my life) that I'm making changes this year. I've quit drinking, doing more running/jogging, started meditating, only go out when I get asked to go, a slight makeover (getting my hair lightened), and find a place to live in Florida (will be there in May to look at some places).
I'm having a more peaceful life this year and the changes are great.
The reason why I do pack a little more is because I normally can't decide what to wear the next day after arriving to my destination and I don't know what the weather or environment is going to be like. So, I always come prepared.
And he kept planning what day to come, but like a day before, he tells me that something came up, like last weekend he was playing in his band. But he knew for a whole week and forgot to tell me until the last minute. I mean he just had things come up about 3 times we were supposed to see each other again...He really wanted to see me again...I just didn't get it then.
If somebody really liked you, wouldn't they be all over you, call you all the time, and stuff. I know my ex did, when we first met, and some of my other long relations did too.
No, sorry I haven't this year, but I did get my heart broken twice, before Christmas....But it's all cool. I get to start over again! That's the great thing about New Years, you can start over and have better rules for yourself and stick by them...Yay!!
I know what you mean. I'm going through the same thing, with men. Seems like most live more than 200-1,000,000 miles away from me or something it seems like!! Sheesh!
Ah, that's okay. I move on. NO regrets, NO sorrow here, and absolutely No pain...I've gone through too much of these to even give in...I just say NEXT!! (I should be on that show...Hmmm ).
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