Another day, another chicken

He didn't show. Well, I guess maybe he could have, saw me and chickened out. Or maybe... he showed, saw indeed how slow I was and chickened out. Or maybe... he showed, saw I could outrun him and chickened out.

Ok so he stood me up. This guy at least had the decency to message me as I as cooling down that he had to work late, so he couldn't meet up with me.

So I sit, no lie alone watching movies typing out another blog on the eve of another weekend. I have no prospects. They say you have to invest time into online dating if you want to find a "quality match."

I've perused a few "matches" tonight. 

Guys, photos are everything, not that I'm shallow enough to only view physical attraction. I'm typically the complete opposite. However, I can tell a lot from a photo. The following things bug the heck out of me.

Don't take a photo in the bathroom... if you do, try your damnedest to keep the toilet out of the photo. Regardless of where you take the photo, clean the room... seriously! Make the bed, flush the toilet, shut the shower curtain, clean off the empty beer cans off the counter. REALLY!

I've said it before, I'll say it again! Put a damn shirt on! Regardless of what kind of shape you are in, the primary should be respectable if you intend to find quality matches yourself. If every picture is of you at a bar, I'm not going to respond. Oh and if there's a chick in you're photos I'm assuming you're a douche unless it's your daughter. Even if the chick is your daughter, why would you put your kids on the internet in front of weirdos trying to catch a "match."

Ok enough venting, I mean all that came from visiting 4 profiles. I'm giving up for tonight.

He's Running

OK Cupid seems to be my online dating site of choice at the moment. It's free. The quality of guys on there isn't terrific, but I'm learning that even on the paid sites this is true.

One gentleman responded and he's a runner, hopefully not away from me. I've recently started running again. I started a few years ago. I worked up endurance, distance and speed. My PR 5K is 29:50 and my longest run is 15K. I'm using the couch to 10K method to rebuild after not running for close to a year.

I'll admit at first, and at time still, my body protests. However, it seems my body is remembering what it's supposed to be doing. It feels it's easier to rebuild now that it was to build the first time around.

The gentleman I mentioned has asked to run "with" me this evening. We will see if he shows. Seems nice enough even if he's on the upper end of my typical age preference.

I warned him I'm a slow runner. Regardless, I'm running. Let's see if he runs with me or away or at all!

I laid this weekend...

Nope, I didn't get laid this weekend. I laid tile this weekend! I've been in the process of remodeling my bathroom since the first of the year. Why yes, that's 6 months. Yep, it's only one room, a very small bathroom.

I don't have a man though, so I've had to wait for a lot of things until I could get an extra hand or two.
I can do a lot of things by myself, but sometimes I have to get help.

When I purchased my home eight years ago, the bathroom was blue! Blue sink, blue tile, blue tub/shower, blue toilet, blue walls, all BLUE!!!

Had I been more educated about the home buying/mortgage process, I would have had the bathroom fixed and a fence installed in the back yard immediately. Alas, I was dumb, not the first time in my life, I'll admit.

This February, following the receipt of my tax return, I purchased a WHITE tub/shower, a WHITE toilet and a WHITE sink/countertop. Along with a new vanity and tile. 

Everything sat on my porch for a few MONTHS waiting on someone to help me tear the tub, sink, vanity and toilet out. It was and still is rather embarrassing. My house really hasn't been CLEAN in months due to this process. 

I finally got help tearing everything up about six weeks ago thanks in large part to my dad with help from my brother. It was a MESS. I had to drain and remove the hot water tank to get to the shower guts. They had to tear out a large chunk of drywall AND cut the old tub in FOUR pieces in order to get it out! We then still had to cut out half the wall on the opposite side in order to get the new tub in. 

I was without water for 4 days! I'll never be able to express exactly how lovely it is to pee first thing in the morning in my toilet!

Weeks later and it's still not finished. I've had to remove old tile, cut and install old tile entirely by myself. This included moving the washer and dryer out to tile under and moving it back.

This past weekend I spent most of Saturday laying tile. I'm nearly finished. I'm stuck again, waiting.... I need help pulling the toilet to tile under it and putting it back. 

It does depress me when I have to wait for these things. I'm also waiting for all the crap from the remodel on my back porch to be hauled off! I also have a large pile of brush that needs hauled off and a few trees cut down with a chain saw. 

I'm beginning to understand it might be a shorter wait if I ask to barrow a truck and trailer than it would be to wait for male assistance.

I'm over the weekend, moving to the next...

Yep, I got stood up. I took myself to dinner, to a movie and out to a bar.

The dinner and movie was nice, despite getting some weird looks because I was doing it solo on a Saturday night.

The grande margarita might have been an unwise choice. It was really delicious. However, about a third of the way to the bottom, two local police officers chose that time to frequent the restaurant, and politely sit at an adjacent table. CRAP!

I quietly finished the delicious meal and the margarita. I wasn't going to let it go to waste!!!! I quickly but efficiently sober walked to the car and drove the four blocks to the movie theater.

I watched "Now You See Me." I took up to seats lounging and getting comfortably stretched out. HEY IF I hadn't been stood up, there would be two seats taken anyway. Oh and it was the "earlier" showing so the theater wasn't very full either.

I had purchased a snazzy new dress, strapless even, had my hair and make up did and a sitter, so I decided to hit the bar ALONE!

 

 

 

So if you remember correctly I had a choice for my Friday night. Well the "old friend" that wanted to "hangout" texted me during the evening. I think he took the fact I was on a date with myself as an invitation and didn't take me seriously I had been stood up.

 



Umm no! Thanks for the sympathy though dude! I'm not that vulnerable!

 

The WHOLE weekend wasn't a total bust! I spent two days (extra day off) at the waterpark with my kiddo! Great times.

 

I also had an interesting conversation with someone I met online several years ago. Timing didn't click for us, before. About the time he responded to my ad I was attempting something new with someone. We remained friends. Even though it was a short time, when I decide to move on from the something new, he had began a relationship.

 

He's moving on from an ending relationship and wants to hang out. Seems like a nice enough guy, stand up dad. Who knows.... I did catch up with him in person for a bit running into him at the water park.

 

Sooo..... I'm ready for a new weekend! Who wants to go out this weekend?

It's a bust

Another long Saturday night. I literally am sitting at the bar right now.... Alone. Again. 

I was asked to meet up for a date and was stood up. I could have moped and went home alone. Instead I took myself to dinner and a movie. Then showed up to listen to a band for a bit. 

It still sucks a little to be sitting alone all dressed up and not even one drunk to flirt with so far. 

The excuse for being stood up was a trip to an ER. If the truth a valid reason. But it sounds to me like just another excuse. 

To top the cake Mr. I Can't Commit texted me. I'm sure he wants an open invite in my front door. I don't think he believes I'm being honest when I responded to his "What's up?" text was I was being stood up. 

Tonight makes the line "what's a pretty and great like you doing still single?"

Hold a hell of a lot of wait.

I'm single because men are assholes. I'm still holding out hope there's one that's not a complete douche 100% of the time. 

Choices....

So it appears I may have choices tomorrow evening. What to do? What to do?

I have a sitter tomorrow evening, I plan to take advantage. It appears I have choices. I'm not sure if I should try iney miney or drawing straws or flipping coins.

Option 1. There's a gentlemen who has responded on one of my online singles ads. We've emailed for a while. He's wanting to meet me in person. I think I could swing dinner and possibly drinks and perhaps dancing, maybe even a flick with this guy. Who knows.

              Plus - He's someone new! He seems nice enough. He's willing to drive about an hour a way.
              Negative - He lives about an hour away, though I've made it very clear I'm not interested in relocating in my single's ad, this always seems to be a hiccup with me. He's someone new! It's a first date!

Option 2. Maybe get the chance to "hang out" with a friend. Dude is nice enough, just not interested in any kind of a relationship.
   
              Plus - He's familiar. He's comfortable. He is nice enough, and attractive.
              Negative - He can be a flake. There's no chance of a relationship. He's familiar and comfortable.


What to do??? Guess I have time to decide.

There are great tings about being single

There are many good things about being single and independent. I can load up with my best friends and the kiddos and head to a weekend vacation get away, without questions asked or guilt pushed on me.

Don't get me wrong when I'm in a relationship, I enjoy spending time with them as much as possible. I take into consideration what their desires and activities. But in the end I don't like being told I can't do something. It's worse when I can't do something because it's not what HE wants... SCREW THAT!

This past weekend I did just what I wanted. I loaded up with my best friend and three kiddos. We hit the water park, nearly got hit by a tornado (no lie), the zoo and an amusement park.

We returned to a slap in the face on Monday with reality though. By Wednesday I think I was over the vacation hangover. I'm currently looking forward to the weekend! I think I might actually have a date, more on that later.

Moving on

I have very seldom been the one that decided to end things, I've been dumped way more times than I care to admit. I continued to be friends with nearly everyone I've dated. I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason.

Still it catches me slightly off guard when I hear or see that they are exploring other options, more so when it's done so quickly after dumping me. Am I jealous, maybe a little. I'm not as jealous of their someone new as I don't have anyone new.

I guess in a lot of ways I'm a little jealous of everyone that's found that special someone, while I've only found chicken shits and losers.

My ex-husband moved on with a few weeks, was remarried within a year of our divorce. Really?! Didn't want to be married to me but damn sure found a reason to marry someone else pretty quickly.

I really am happy that people find a match. I even capitalize on it, when they hire me to photograph their wedding, new blessing, growing family. I will admit it is hard for me at the end of the day culling images thinking if I'll ever have that in my life.

Ok! End Rant and pity party I'm over it for now!