Let me just say its a bad sign when a guy keeps breaking dates with you. Its entirely possible, get ready for this one, its entirely possible that – he lives in another state! WTF??? Yep – nice guy, he was so awesome, we would facetime (at the advice of my friends – “Make sure he’s not some 16 year old boy behind a computer!”, they said after our 4th week of texting/talking/date breaking and still not meeting.) Finally, I did a little investigating…..and…he resides in an entirely different state than what he claimed to reside in….thanks, dude. What an asshole, eh? And you know – of all the guys that have been somewhat ‘odd’, I’ve not really dubbed anyone The Asshole (I did say one guy seemed to have an “inner asshole” that kept rising to the surface, yes, but I didn’t actually call him a straight-up Asshole)…anyway – The Asshole lives in Florida – Naples, Florida…..I do not. I live many many many states away…..thanks. ouch, I must admit….it hurt. I liked him a bit.
Moving onward and hopefully upward, I’ve been texting and occasionally talking to a new guy (lets not forget my phone-phobia which limits the phone conversations, though I’m doing much better) . He seems very nice, funny, outspoken (that seems to be my “type” even though I find it intimidating at times…gee, wonder why I’m still single, eh? My “guy type” intimidates me..?!? I’m gonna have to think that through sometime.) So, yeah, what was I saying? Oh – yes, been conversing for weeks and we still haven’t met. This isn’t entirely his fault. He works at 4 in the morning and therefore goes to bed at 8pm every night, then he has his kids every other weekend. So, the chance of meeting comes along every other weekend at most, and so far, one or the other of us have had plans.
The thought did occur to me that may he, too, may live in Naples, Florida and there was some sort of state-wide vendetta against me. I’m not sure why there would be, but the way things are going – I really wouldn’t be surprised.
Poor Guy – I made him take a picture of a street sign….while we were talking on the phone. Now that’s a pretty good guy who would do that – possible keeper….?
Now, when you read about his schedule, did you immediately get a flag – pink and/or red? Maybe – just maybe, he’s married and he or his wife works until 8pm, so that’s why he can’t converse or be out after 8pm. Anyone have any thoughts on that? Or maybe I’ve grown paranoid at some point during this journey I call dating (or not actually dating-dating, as of late, it’s been more like a series of ‘textationships’.). Regardless, I need to lighten up, roll with those punches…via text…between the strict hours of 4am and 8pm. Yes, lighten up, I say – enjoy the ride! – along with it’s many terrifying, free-falling drops and crippling landings! Woo-hoo! Ya only live once, right?!?
I think I’m gonna roll the dice on this one a little longer though. He makes me laugh and he’s sweet – so, we’ll see. Oh, and he totally has the same name as this breath-takingly hot, funny, perfect guy on my fav TV show, so….he’s got that going for him, too. Sometimes when I see his name come across my phone with a new text, I will, on occasion, let my mind wander to other possibilities….sigh….
(You’re now beginning to wonder if I’m a teenager behind a computer, aren’t you….? Feel free to FaceTime me – I hear you can at least prove your age that way.)
Plus – the more time that passes until our first meet-n-greet, the more time I have to lose weight and become the hot-bodied princess I know is inside of me….being held captive by carbs.
Wish me luck – and stay tuned! I’m feeling lucky…