Dating at Forty
My blogs
| Gender | Female |
|---|---|
| Introduction | Without providing any identifying details, to protect the anonymity of the gentlemen -- and I use the term VERY loosely -- profiled here, all I can really say is I'm divorced, I have 2 teenage kids about whom I won't say anything except they're fantastic, I'm a bored cubicle dweller by day, still hoping to figure out what I want to be when I grow up, and, if you haven't guessed already, I recently turned 40 and I'm thoroughly, completely, decidedly single. But I am nothing if not determined! So, I go on dates. Loads of dates, if you count bad first dates that never lead to second dates. But dates, as in delightful evenings spent with charming men who wine and dine you, make you laugh, maybe even wake up naked beside you the next morning, and then -- and here's the kicker -- CALL YOU AGAIN? Those, sadly, are few and very, very far between. I have a chorus of lovely girlfriends who are all completely convinced I will not remain in this unfortunate predicament, but until then, I invite you to peruse the sorry results of this experiment, from Bachelor #1 to whatever frighteningly high number I'm at today. |