Emotionally good!

Have not felt this way in quite awhile, but actually in a good place!  It’s hard to describe, but I’m no longer putting pressure on myself to date; I’m concentrating on other things right now.  This is odd for me, but I like it!  I’m still attempting to clean up my living space from junk I’ve acquired over the years.  That isn’t going so well… I need to vacuum, too!  Got a box to get rid of now, but need to look at doing more.


I have gotten to think about it for awhile, &…

I’m tired of these people on Facebook trying to con me.  It’s ONLY on Facebook that it’s happening.  So, I’ve hidden my relationship status information.  I’ve just gotten tired of explaining my hobbies, likes/dislikes, movements, or what I like to eat, or what I’m eating on a regular basis, only to have to repeat it again with someone else.  It takes too much time to explain all that crap each time, to someone new, and I don’t like doing it – it is too much work, anymore.  When I find the someone for me, or a new friend, that will be the time to do it….and not until then.

I’m single and don’t care anymore!

I’ve spent over half my life looking for “The One”, and it has been a wasted effort. Instead of having fun and not worrying on it, as most people do, I’ve made my self emotionally sick with the idea of finding “That Certain Someone” to “Complete My Life” – which IS complete “Hogwash”!  I’ve been obsessed with it! I don’t know where people got this absurd notion that they need someone to complete their lives! It’s complete garbage! I’ve been lied to, cheated on, swindled, ripped off, scammed, insulted, patronized to, and tricked. I even had a friend of mine robbed on one occasion by the girl I was dating! I’m tired. My longest relationship was roughly a year and a half, and she never knew how to handle money! I’ve had enough of it! I’m not saying this to get attention: I’m saying this  because it’s all true. I’ve tried professional matchmakers, dating sites, bars, nightclubs, churches, singles groups, social media and all other types of garbage; all to no avail. It’s nuts! So, I quit.

Americans did not used to believe in the concept of “The One”. “The One” is this mystical concept of, “There’s only one person in this world for me and I’ll do whatever it takes to find her, climb the highest mountain, swim the widest river, jump the biggest whatever, and so on, and so on”….typical romantic, macho, B.S. Well, it don’t work that way, folks. Typically, it’s the female that picks the male – NOT this female shit-stained saga of “Someday, My Prince Will Come”, …instead, it’s more like, “Someday, A Prince Will Come, and if I don’t like his ass, I’ll find someway to dump him.”

I’m not bitter, I’m not mad, Hell… at this point, I’m not even sad, I’m more…shall we say, not surprised?

I think I’ve finally figured out why I can’t date….

& it has NOTHING to do with God! Listen to the words of 2nd Timothy 3: 1-5:

1 But mark this: There will be terrible times in the last days. 2 People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, 3 without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God— 5 having a form of godliness but denying its power.

It’s amazing to me that it took me this long to understand that! I may expand on this later.

Something interesting happened…

last night & then, this morning.  Last night, a friend & I went to The Brass Tap (a beer bar), & met another friend there.  A woman sat down at the other end of the bar, on the other side of one of my friends, & he starts talking to her.  Meanwhile, I’m sitting there talking & drinking with my other friend, oblivious to whatever he was saying to this woman, & all of a sudden, she spots me, forgets about him, & gloms on to me like I’m the last drink of water on earth!  I’m guessing that he either bored her to death, or she was just desperate to get away from him.  Just damn strange that she glommed on to me!  I got her number, but don’t think I’ll use it, because she lives in Tally.


Then, this morning, some wannabe Al Queda redneck idiot drives his truck into the damn front door of the Bay County Government Center, & then sets the damn truck on fire, turning himself into a “crispy critter” in the process!  I can’t wait to see what my next two days turn out to be like.