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Back in the Saddle, Week 1

   Before we get into the meat and potatoes of this week on the dating scene, I have to admit that I kind of checked out for a few days due to some deeply personal issues going on, so it can’t be a full judge of the dating game just yet. Having said that, let’s jump right in shall we?


   Well, this week has been slow getting back in the saddle….I didn’t expect the flood gates to open…but geez on paper I didn’t think I was THAT bad anymore, lol! Then again, on any dating site, first impressions are based on the pictures..hell even I do it. As well as my best friends that look through my matches (though they really only look at the pictures and for pups, lol.) Making-a-Great-First-Impression

   But, that picture up there ⇑⇑⇑ is my main picture. It’s not bad right?

Maybe I should have cared more about hooking the right guy when I was younger? Or less rather. I never wanted to settle. So if it just didn’t click right for me I didn’t see the point in continuing in the relationship. The ones I wanted to stay in, didn’t want to stay with me…so here we are…reading (you) and writing (me) the journey of mine to find love. This could take a while I am thinking… so pop the popcorn, grab the snacks, and pull out the fuzzy slippers. 531312fa1e51d77c95cae76f64906397

Part of me wonders if I should be so honest… cut back on the information and dole it out a little at a time if I manage to end up talking to any guys. But the bigger part of me… the part that is all me… that knows at my core I am not a deceitful person (except where it comes to the requirements of my job of course- my empathic job of helping people, might blog on that one day) just can’t do it.


   So here I sit. Sent out like 40 “smiles” to guys to let them know hey.. I am here, I’d love to chat if you are interested? Nada so far…So for now, here is how it goes:

   ~Right off the bat I started talking with M9ed7e0b64b84588d495e64d02f993425 who lives a couple hours away. Talk about a… slow conversation! I get that some guys aren’t talkers… but even I need something to go off of to carry a convo, lol! He’s loosened up some since the first day or two, but ehhh…we’ll see. It’s weird, because when I slide mentions of my wheelchair or illness in the convo he pretty much ignores them. Not sure what to make of that…For the most part I think we are still chatting? Lol…it’s hard to tell. Buttttt I don’t really see it going anywhere, though I am willing to give it a chance.

~Other than M9ed7e0b64b84588d495e64d02f993425 there have been 2 conversations. One that spanned 2 days and was a hello, how are you (seriously, it took 2 days to get that out!) And the other was with a young Buck that interesting, though after the first day of conversation I haven’t heard back from him.

   So there you are folks, my unbelievably unsuccessful week. Now this is not to say that I haven’t had messages from a couple of other guys. I have had 3 other guys reach out to me. However, like I said we are all vain to some extent. Though 1 I didn’t reply to because he lived to far away. The other to I let me eyes do the ignoring.

Honestly as I sit here writing this I realize what a horrible hypocrite I sound like. I am thinking that maybe I should at least give the other guys a chance. You never know, right? So, as I write these final lines and sign off this blog entry to post, that is my next stop- to at least drop them a line to say Hi, and thanks for the message or smile!

Thanks for reading guys! Wish me luck in the coming week!!! In dating and in life!!!



I am a single mom of a beautiful 7 year old boy. I am a Witch, an Empath and have a very caring heart. I look out for those around me and do the best I can for those close to me while raising my son the best I can. I am a retired from the AIr Force and now am a SAHM. I co-own a photography company and am trying to talk myself into finishing off my psychology degrees; that there will be a use for them in the future, lol! I love life, with all the joy and sorrow it brings. Some of the stories I will share are what made me who I am. I'm proud of who I am, so please, as you read don't feel sorry for me. I write them for those who have been touched and are still suffering, and those looking for a way out now. You are not alone. There's always someone to reach out to, even if it's hard to see. If anyone needs to talk I'm here, please don't be afraid to reach it!!!

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