Once upon a shitty time I caught my now ex-husband cheating on me.
Then one day I woke up and realized it was the best thing that ever happened to me. Now I’m living in paradise, or south Florida to some, and spending my days on the beach watching baby sea turtles makes their way to the water.
Dating on the other hand… Oh boy.
I had two dates last week. One with a 33 year old with a steady job and decent looks. We had a lot in common so I gave it a shot. Dinner was OK. I had a glass of wine — because, let’s be real here I needed one to get through the awkward encounters of a first date.
He did not drink because it turns out he got a DUI a few years ago. Strike one.
He tried to school me on the local happenings in our area until I finally pulled the “dude, I work at the local newspaper, I know these things” card.
After dinner I decided he wasn’t crazy and hopped into his huge truck. Dude wasn’t a big dude so clearly he is making up for something with his truck. We ended up at the beach to check out the stars. Grossly romantic right? Barf.
Get this though… We parked and he said he had to pee. There was no bathroom so HE PEED NEXT TO HIS TRUCK!!
I thought he was kidding until I actually heard him pee then saw the stream running down the sand. WHO DOES THAT!! He went straight to strike three after that one. I had to play it cool because he drove and my goal was to make it through the evening and back to my car alive.
What happened to date etiquette???
The other date was so unentertaining that it’s not even worth mentioning. I do however have a date with a new guy this Saturday. He is 36 which is about as old as I would go. He is attractive and has his life together!! C’mon world, I’m not asking for too much here, just an attractive, well educated man who has his life together!
Until next time …