So, the problem with telling everyone that you met your future husband is that when he hasn’t called in 3 days, people are always there to ask how it’s going… and all you can say is that you were wrong. Your gut feeling was apparently just your actively decaying uterus masquerading as your gut, telling you that this is the one…in hopes that something/ someone will work, at least long enough to get a baby out of it. This is where my uterus and I disagree. I don’t want just a baby, I want the whole package (and guys, if you are actually reading this…when I say package, I am not talking about your tickle pickle...so get your mind out of the gutter).
Part of my problem, is that I show my true self from the beginning, and I assume (I know, ass out of ‘U’ and ‘me’) that everyone else does too. So when a guy presents themselves as a good person, I believe them. But I have to say, it seems few guys even care to make the effort to pretend in the beginning. Most of them know they can get away with being an ass. Many girls go for that, but not me. I have never been the one to go for the jerk. I always fall for the guy that seems like a genuinely nice person….and then when I have already fallen for them, their true colors come out.
Now don’t get me wrong…I don’t know if my future husband is a bad guy, or if he is just not in the right place, or if it’s his job, or if I am just not the girl. And maybe, I should take a little accountability. Maybe, I just keep dating the guys that are sort of in to me… not totally in to me. And maybe, I should stop calling him my future husband….especially to his face.
So, I guess it is time to move on… we have only been on 3 dates, and I am already getting divorced. They weren’t kidding, divorce really is prevalent.
Now, I know what you’re thinking… “It’s only been 3 dates, and she is freaking out about not getting a phone call for 3 days”. And to answer your question, Yes, I am freaking out about it! I know right away if I like someone, it’s black or white, yes or no. If, I am a ‘yes’ for him too… then how could he possible go for 3 days without hearing my glorious voice and my sometimes, almost funny stories? I am just not a good dater. I don’t know how to play the game.
But here it goes again….
So, anyways, welcome to my blog.
I have been intending (by request of friends and family) to start this blog and begin sharing the terribly tragic and entertaining dates I have been on, for quite some time. And now, here it is 3am in the morning, and I am suddenly wide awake, filled with thoughts…and decided to share them.