But first a musical interlude.
So what’s going on? Good question. I’ve been kinda quiet about my dating life lately.
I actually have been on a few dates in recent weeks. Perfectly fine dates with perfectly fine guys. One was followed by days of texts. Texts that I was slow to reply to, because I hate texts. Texts bore me, and if I’m busy with work I’m not going to stop what I’m doing to flirt via text with someone I barely know. Well, not someone I’m not really excited about.
Note: even if I’m not that busy, I’m probably not going to be all that prompt with my replies to texts.
After days of my not particularly prompt replies, the texts stopped. I wish I could say I’m sad. Or feel badly. Anything. But the only thing I feel, really, is glad that I don’t have to bother with the annoying texts anymore. The guy… I would have gone out with him again if he picked up the phone and spoke to me like a grown up. But that didn’t seem to be his style. And I can’t expect people to be something they’re not.
Which is where I am, in general. I cancelled one of the dates I was supposed to have last week because I was really busy. And I just wasn’t excited enough about the date to stop everything and go.
I just haven’t been than excited about any of the guys I’ve been out with. In a while. And part of that is on me. I’ve been putting very little effort into dating and meeting new men. And some part of that is just luck, I guess. Whatever the reason, my dates just haven’t been post-worthy. And I haven’t felt the need to make mountains out of molehills.
I don’t mean to sound so negative. But I guess I do.
Tags: dating, music, texts, work