As most of you know, since you read my blog every day, or at least when I post, things with me and JAB have been rocky here lately, to say the least. He's a wonderful guy, but we are so very very different and we want different things, value different things and are at different places in our lives. Its hard letting go of someone who was such a big part of my life for so long, but I am hoping we can be friends.
So a few days before thanksgiving I was talking to my mom about all my
Point blank, I am not good at being single. I am a very co dependent person, and I like being part of an us. Im not a huge fan of dating, I much prefer relationships. But for once in my life I decided I would follow my mother's advice and be single. So I decided to swear off dating for a month and a half, til Jan 1 and see how it was.
Now everyone knows being single during the holidays is very very hard, but I figured if I put it off, I wouldn't do it, so I put myself on a dating hiatus.
Sounds like a great plan right? Ya I thought so too.
I decided this time I would be serious about it, I would really focus on being single. I went and removed my profile from match.com and disabled eharmony's emails, I look myself off catholicsingles.com and went private on OK cupid. The last site I went to was POF, plentyoffish.com. Its by far my favorite dating site, its free, its easy, and there are lots of guys.
Now like every site, the recommend guys for me, but I always ignore them because they never meet my criteria. But that night, a picture caught my eye.
|This is PB dressed like Santa|
and this is what his profile read:
Now ladies, we all know the perfect man died a few 1000 years ago, on a cross, for our sins, so I know perfection is hard to find but a guy that has 90% of what I am looking for is someone to take note of, right?
But what about my dating hiatus? Well I figured I'd send him a quick message, just a quick HI and that would be it. Trust me, I was not expecting to hear anything back.
But the next day he emailed me...
To Be Continued....