goooood lord

Well, the hiatus was no good. I tried. I stayed away, I turned down invites and propositions, I ignored texts and didn't return calls. Then a new one pounced on my lap- unannounced and uninvited. It pissed me off, really. A friend. A colleague. A business connection. A married man who insisted that being friends was appropriate until he planted a kiss on me in the hallway. Ugh. The result of this public display was not pretty. Not only did it cause me to spew out angry words- it catipulted me right back into the lion's den of dating. I didn't go on a hiatus to stay away from single men...that worked like a get rich quick, home business...great intentions, but bad results.

Oh well. I now have little desire to settle down. Finally. I think that is where I am supposed to be. I have a man in Detroit that I could love easily....go figure...he's in Detroit. I have an old fling here that continues to come around and I continue to weaken to his charm. And I have the fun, but no expectation football player who makes it okay for me to stay single. He'll come around...whoever he is. I'm not looking anymore. They find me easily enough and the man of my dreams will show his face one of these days. Until then...I'm going to enjoy living. The stories are too good. :)

hiatus

the men in my life...or not in my life...are a constant. right now i am exhausted from the...hmm...what shall we call it??? the revolving door? that seems to be how i feel lately. i think i am going to take a break from it all. if they call- i'm busy. if they write- i'm busier. and i will be busy- it won't be a lie. i'm going to be busy with me. only me. the only one who seems to understand that i am a catch and i don't come easy. i am unattainable...so if you want my attention....from now on- you gotta work. and you've got a minimum of 2 months to do it.

the nerve and then some

the writer contacts me every week. it never fails. i either ignore him every time or finally cave and give him a hard rejection. one of my girlfriends thinks he's crazy. i'd put money on the fact that it's not craziness...it's pride. i'm pretty sure that he's confident that i will crumble because he simply can't be turned down. some nerve.

one question

one of my most recent dates...he talked non-stop then would crash with an awkward silence. i would resume with another piece of conversation for him....he would take it and run. by the end of the evening, i had no more inspiration. i sat quietly. i was bored to death and quite frankly, didn't want to hear him talk anymore. that is when he asked his first question of the evening..."Do you play basketball?"

hmm...

the writer

i saw the writer for the LAST time the other night. his arrogance and assumptions toward the sexes were absolutely revolting. for someone who knows everything about women and the secrets of good relationships, he sure is roughly single...and unoccupied...unentertained. he, in his disagreement of my feelings- because he knows women better than i do- became very heated in our conversation and left in a fiery tantrum. he came back. but, he won't come back again. that is a promise. my door will be locked and his number gone from my phone. best of luck with your great articles on love...perhaps, some experience will bring some wisdom. you're gonna need it.

the well has run dry

next it'll be my eggs. is it really this difficult?