I'm sitting here, wide awake at 11:15 p.m., and wondering why I stay up so late some nights. I think it's because it's the ONLY true alone time I have. Charley's asleep, Oscar is passed out on the couch next to me, and I just have my time to sit and think about things or totally zone out. Today, I've been incredibly busy with work, but I've also had time to think about other things in my life right now. I realized that I'm totally content. I'm on my own, and I know I've said before that I am independent and don't need a man. That's true. But I am just feeling very content, and happy with where I am in my life. I'll be 30 in a few months, and I've had a lot of life experience for someone my age. I mean, let's be honest, I don't think many people thought I would be divorced with a kid by the age of 30. But even though I've had my down moments in the last year, I'm genuinely okay with where I'm at, and it feels good.
This is totally random, but the other day, I was thinking about one more online dating scenario that totally scared me off. I got an e-mail one day, from a man who was in his early 40s. It said something to the extent of, "Hi! I'm looking for a serious relationship. Do you want to chat something?" In typical Lindsey form, I read that line, and totally shut down. Serious relationship? In the first e-mail? I'm looking for someone who wants ME. Someone who recognizes that I'm a pretty cool woman, and can show me that. NOT somebody who just wants a relationship with anybody. I'm definitely not a girl who wants a relationship with just anybody! This guy didn't even know me, and totally freaked me out in e-mail number one. Of course, I ignored the e-mail, as I typically did when guys came off as creepers. The next day, I got another e-mail from the same man. "Hi there, I'm just on a break from work. Thought I'd say hi." Hmmm...I didn't respond to the first e-mail. Definitely wasn't going to respond to the second. Then a third e-mail came. "Do you want to chat or not?" The e-mails got pushier...I think there were 6 total. Finally, he sent an e-mail that said, "Wow. I thought we could have a good time getting to know each other, but I guess not. So sorry to bother you." With that, I chose to respond. I said, "I apologize for not getting back to you. I am very busy. I'm a single mother, and I work full-time, and sometimes do not get back to e-mails right away.I might have responded to you, but to be honest, you've come off as pushy and rude. I'd rethink your approach next time." And with that, I figured out how to block him. CREEPER! See? This is why I'm not online dating anymore!Maybe why I feel content being single, too....Ha!
Not too long ago, somebody told me to list all of the things I'm looking for in a partner, and once I figure out exactly what qualities I'm looking for, that person will find me. Well, I made my list. It's long. I'm sure that comes as no surprise, considering the long-windedness of my blogs... Anyway, the list is written, and I know EXACTLY what I want. Alright, Prince Charming, (preferably with a bit of an edge, and in a uniform of some kind...) come find me!
On another note, at the end of the month, I'll be heading out to Las Vegas to administer the Nevada CRTs. I never thought I'd say it, but I'm actually excited for the trip! I know when I left, I said I'd never go back, and at the time, I really meant it. But I am so looking forward to seeing my friends, and getting out of MN for awhile.I love Minnesota, don't get me wrong, but I definitely need to get out of the bipolar weather, and into the sun! I'm looking forward to seeing a lot of good friends, and getting some time to myself, too!
In honor of my Vegas trip, I thought I'd share a Vegas story, courtesy of my little sister. When I first started working from home, my sister, Kelsey, came out to live with us for awhile in Las Vegas. She got a job at Target. She still works at Target, but let's be honest, Target in Vegas and Target in Minnesota are two totally different things. Anyway, one night, around the holidays, a woman was in the store with her kids. One of the kids was rubbing a dollar bill on his face. The woman looked at her son in disdain, and said (loudly), " What the hell are you doing?! This is Vegas! Now you've got dirt and hooker crotch all over your face!" Best. Line. Ever.
On that note, goodnight!
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