I woke at 5:00 with a headache this morning. Got my Excedrin. Got my icepack. Slithered back under the sheets.
Moments later Rudi jumped up on the bed and confidently walked across my chest, snuggling down with his hindquarters on my right hip and his front paws on my left shoulder. He was home and he knew it.
Now why can't I find a human who wants to do the same thing?! That's one of the great mysteries of life: why are we singles who want someone in our lives incapable of finding that someone, that snuggler?
3 comments:
O.K.....
That's it......
Here goes.............
Your dating system reminds me of a person checking out the rack of clothes, in Filene's Basment.
God-forbid you would be caught shopping there, of course.
Or. Guys, take a number. Next..................
Seems, last weeks' nice guys are used up. Back on the rack they go.
Next time someone asks you out to dinner & you're tired.....
Try saying "No thanks for tonight" instead of "I'd love to".
He might just understand.
Who are you looking for, my dear?
The preverbial older, distiguished gent with lots of $$$$, who won't embarrass you & has a membership to the local country club?
Incapable of finding that someone?
Your 'snuggler' is right here.
Give him a chance.
;-)
In my own defense, I have taken lots and lots of chances in my life. I've been married four times, for God's sake. And then spent four years with the fiance from hell. I think it's not surprising that I'm being more selective this time around, which I hope to be the last time around.
And you assume the $$$ part, which was never mentioned in my writing. That's absolutely not part of the equation. I've had the millionaire fiance, and the money is not all it's cracked up to be.
But thanks for having the courage to comment. I salute you!
We've ALL taken chances in life, Jan.
Believe me, I know.
Sometimes, what you're looking for, is right under your nose.
We're not all the type that will trade you in on another 'skirt', after playing house for a few months.
Despite waiting for the preverbial lightning to strike the table, it takes time to REALLY get to know someone.
Love must start(cultivate) with friendship first. Not the other way around.
I guess your comments, about your first dates, were superficial observations?(see below)
What happened to THEM?
(So my take on things? These were not first-and-only dates. I like both these men very much. Easy conversation; pleasant to look at across a table or along the bar; educated, skilled, talented, multi-faceted men with brains inside their skulls. What will develop? I have no idea. And I'm not going to worry about it. I'm at the beginning of tons o' things in my life, and anxiety is not something I need to mix into the stew. So I'm just going to enjoy it.)
There must have been something there, if it led to a second date.
Or was it just something to fill in the time for a couple of hours?
It CAN be confusing with all the Tom, Dick & Harrys that are coming into your life, now.
Sure beats cold cereal at suppertime, I guess.
Remember "Looking for Mr. Goodbar"?
Thanks for the salute.
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