"Friday (Saturday?) night, and I ain't got no money..." seems to be the theme this month. Holidays are upon us again and money is tight... I also "can't get no satisfaction" in the man department. Why is that? I am beginning to suspect it might just be me.. wrong place, wrong time, wrong era...
The last man I saw was the Getaway Man.. remember him? Only this time, he wasn't able to get away as easily.. I was at his place! We have an interesting relationship - given that a relationship is defined as a state of affairs existing between those having relations or dealings. Indeed, this is what we have.. a state of affairs, occasional dealings. I would like to think of him as a boy-toy, but the truth is, we have become friends.. with benefits. And, as long as no one falls in love, all will be fine.
The Vegan Lawyer is history, the Cowboy revisited briefly - primarily he seemed interested in how I could help him reinstate his profile on a dating site, and a date was had with the Fireman! In fact, a week was had with The Fireman, who disappeared when I suggested that perhaps he should have a plan when asking me out on a Friday night. Being the social director is not yet my job. What is that all about? (W?RUFK!?).
Dinner last Sunday with the widower was pleasant as well and it looks like breakfast this Sunday is a possibility too. Although he has been on his own only a short time, he did suggest that I park my car in his drive rather than walk over (he lives a short distance away) so that we could "give 'em something to talk about" in the neighborhood! I kind of like his sense of humor... maybe, just maybe...
And, so the beat goes on. I have been actively dating again since last April and have seen approximately 30 men - and no, I am not going back to count them; that just seems like too much work. I am not really discouraged and I am not really surprised. When spitting in the wind, the best one can hope for is to avoid the back-splash, and so far, I seem to be doing a fair job of that! I am thankful for the opportunities I have had thus far to meet interesting men. I am thankful that the weird ones have not been overly weird; and I am thankful that I am still young enough to enjoy the adventure.
Happy Thanksgiving my friends! Don't let the turkeys get you down...
~A. Tan Gledmess
The Vegan Lawyer is history, the Cowboy revisited briefly - primarily he seemed interested in how I could help him reinstate his profile on a dating site, and a date was had with the Fireman! In fact, a week was had with The Fireman, who disappeared when I suggested that perhaps he should have a plan when asking me out on a Friday night. Being the social director is not yet my job. What is that all about? (W?RUFK!?). Dinner last Sunday with the widower was pleasant as well and it looks like breakfast this Sunday is a possibility too. Although he has been on his own only a short time, he did suggest that I park my car in his drive rather than walk over (he lives a short distance away) so that we could "give 'em something to talk about" in the neighborhood! I kind of like his sense of humor... maybe, just maybe...
And, so the beat goes on. I have been actively dating again since last April and have seen approximately 30 men - and no, I am not going back to count them; that just seems like too much work. I am not really discouraged and I am not really surprised. When spitting in the wind, the best one can hope for is to avoid the back-splash, and so far, I seem to be doing a fair job of that! I am thankful for the opportunities I have had thus far to meet interesting men. I am thankful that the weird ones have not been overly weird; and I am thankful that I am still young enough to enjoy the adventure.
~A. Tan Gledmess
