Ugh, how did I go from single and happy to trying to find a man and blah feeling about it? Oh yeah, that's right I listened to friends.
Let me tell you about the guys I've met. But let me say this... Just because you have a penis it does not mean you are a man. Your character does.
The guys.... Matthew is last years news. He wasn't worth shit then still isn't today.
Hank.... In his 50s, full of headgames. Loved to lie. Cheat. Carried diseases like the candy man wanting to pass them out. But I wasn't having any of them. I'm too good for him. Took me a bit, but got rid of him.
Then, Stuart? I think. But anyways. He began by sounding promising. 33, a virgin, outgoing etc. Well then he drops the I live with my parents, don't keep jobs, my parents piss me off because they're so noisy. I'd rather go out playing with my friends than work. Claimed he wanted to be a cop. Boy did he drop the ball on things in life. I just stopped replying to him.
John.. No job, lives with his family. Doesn't do anything with his life but watch his families kids. No thanks.
Jim, a guy in my town. Seemed sweet. But he didn't like talking I guess. But he turned me off by sending me a picture of himself naked. Adios.
Gareth. God, I really hoped he had promise. We were going good. Good conversation. Great actually. But then he tried calling me a liar. Telling me I wasn't the same person in both my pictures. 2 weeks apart in the pictures. My guess he was just insecure and had to start an argument. But I simply just said goodbye. I have more respect for myself than to sit there arguing with a boy.
I feel I'm missing someone? So many boys in a few short months. But I am done. I'm going back to what I know best. Being happy and single. I'm healthy, 38, big beautiful vibrant and outgoing. God fearing. Don't lie, don't cheat. I help others. When the right man comes along he will. We will mesh so well I'll forget the crap I had to dig through the past few months.
I'm not settling for anyone either. I deserve a damn good man. A farmer type guy. A hard working man. Like the guy I drove passed a few weeks ago in Spencer. God he was gorgeous. He was pulling into his driveway. Black car. Short dirty blond hair on his head. Handsome as all get out. Farmer.
Thinking I need to write a book... No one reads this, so I can keep talking. But I won't. This happy and healthy beautiful lady is going to bed..
I love you guys, for showing me I'm better than you can ever offer. I'll keep dreaming about that guy. Maybe, just maybe God will lead us together someday.
Enjoy your life people. Don't settle for crap.
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