SWF seeks...

My mother has recently begun dating again. It’s kinda bizarre for me, to hear her stories about these gentlemen that she has encountered, and a few she will see again. I certainly wish the best for her, but it brings me into this entire different world. I worry about her heart. Mama hasn’t dated for about 30 years, and I am sure that things have changed ‘out there’ since she was last on the scene. She told me last week of one particular gentleman that she had gone out with, and really liked. I immediately began to come up with these excuses as to why he probably sucked.

Upon thinking over my conversation with her, I realized that this is the typical approach I take with guys I encounter. Sure, I may write about seeing dating differently… but the truth is, lately, if you live with your family and have no job, I would have thought you were The One, for far too long. I may have seen the light (blinded by its rainbow rays) but it doesn’t change the fact that whenever presented with someone who actually might be worthwhile I throw it away, run away, or can’t remember what happened due to intoxication. Indeed a highly healthy pattern I’ve created for myself.

So yesterday I happened upon the yahoo personals. It actually was quite amusing. The guy that lives below me has an ad on there, as does some guys I am causally acquainted with in town. I was intrigued. I then looked at the chicks. They scare me, perhaps because as I am encouraged by a few friends to ‘just put a posting on there’, I fear of being identified as one of those girls.

Who knows? Perhaps I shall. At least it would make for some interesting stories… and maybe some awkward moments as I casually pass the guys living below me. Each of us knowing.