No, I’m not seeing someone new or even looking. I really don’t have the time, but I do have a lot of thoughts about it now. Even if I had the time to date, it would be highly unlikely I could meet someone in my small town, or even within half an hour and the assistance of the Internet.
I want to talk about more than just how jaded I am about finding someone who is compatible with me and my life. There’s a naive part of me that wants to hold out hope for someone I am attracted to, who has their shit together, and who I fall in love with. All of it mutual of course. The rest of me is not going to hold my breath that everything would line up for a real long term relationship to happen. Oddly, I am feeling less jaded after this break up, maybe thanks to seeing her true colors recently, than I was after A stopped talking to me last fall. That was just a couple months and not officially dating.
I think I approached this last relationship, my first real one since becoming a mom, cautiously and with logic. We talked about all of our deal breakers before we even met. That allowed us to discuss expectations and what our lives look like. It wasn’t a perfect job because I missed some things I should have seen, but it was a hell of a lot better than how I have approached relationships in the past.
Do I want to date? Yes. Do I think I will anytime soon? Hell no. I feel like this post is incomplete but I am blanking on what else I wanted to write about this. Oh well!