Taking the rough with the smooth

So, the weekend is all but a memory and mainly a happy one. It was marred slightly by my date with Passion Man last night.

I drove home saying "bleeeuuuurggh!" and "ugh!" out loud as if I'd had a mouthful of something unpleasant.

Yes his hair was on the geeky side of floppy and I wondered if it was 'product' or grease in there. Having regarded that for a while as I sat opposite from him, I'm guessing it was the latter. Imagine for a moment if you had a lineup of men in front of you and it was a game of guess the accountant.... you'd pick him out a mile off! Think sensible glasses. He definitely should've gone to Specsavers! All this I wouldn't have minded so much but this was all compounded by the fact I think he'd left his conversation skills in the car!

The poor guy was obviously nervous so I'm perhaps being a little cruel. All I know is that I didn't want to be there after ten minutes. I even wondered about excusing myself somehow but I couldn't, I'm not that heartless. Needless to say, I won't have to endure that with him again, no chance. He even struggled to talk about a 3.5week holiday to Oz... he did however do a nice line in talking about convenience food because he doesn't cook. At all. Oh, and how he'd climbed Snowdon up the road way and he did it as part of the 'fast group'. Oh and how he can do 8mph on his mountain bike. Like I was meant to be impressed. Personally I kinda struggled not to talk directly to the large mole that was sitting just above one side of his lip. Jees!

It was painful as I'm sure you can imagine.

The night before was far better, having gone to see Wolves Wanderer. He'd worked late and also had an early start on Sunday but he wanted me to go over anyway, tempted by the mention of a 'banquet fit for a princess' and with the alternative being domestic chores, there was no contest. He cooked a big chili which was very nice then we watched a film and had a laugh (with his riot gear) and shared a nice bottle of red. Very chilled.

The next morning he was up early to get ready to be at work for 5. 'This is a good sign' I thought, 'he's trusting me alone in his house'. Anyway, I tidied round the bombsight that was the kitchen, as any self respecting person would have. I found £10 on the floor too (wondered if it was a test). I also walked his dog who seems to have really taken to me. That was fun and I enjoyed it. Bit of exercise too! It would seem that I have inadvertently scored brownie points on my dating scorecard. On his return from a 12 hour shift he sent me this text:

"I must be dreaming at the mo, I need a pinch. Last night this gorgeous girl stayed at my house, I had to go to work really early and the kitchen was a mess. I've come home knackered, not wanting to go back into it and it's all tidy! I've even made 10 quid and the dog has been walked. Are you for real or is this just an amazing dream? Thank you xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx"

So, I'm still playing it cool but I must admit to being quite taken, despite my previous misgivings. At what point I wonder do 'relationship' thoughts take over 'just spending time together' thoughts...? I don't think I'm ready yet as the head-fucks still keep happening from past wounds. Until, they've 'healed' or at least subsided much much more, I'll not be getting into anything too heavy. That said, Wolves Wanderer and I have had a chat about things - he's admitted to looking for someone long term but he said he understands where I am with things at the moment (as he's been there) and it's important that I continue on my own path. He also picked up on something I said, which was that I was looking for something 'nice', what we've shared has been nice, so I'm happy with that to continue. Anyway - he's coming up on Saturday (with any luck).

Meet the boys...

I've realised that calling my suitors alphabetically is going to be a little confusing so I am bound to make life easier for you by giving them a proper introduction now and also giving them a nickname each. So in no particular order:

Meet TheRhino (35) 6'3". This name works on a number of levels not least because of the amount of horn this man seems to have! haha. He's very sweet and has a very active imagination (and not just in that way). I think he's also prone to flights of fantasy and has very very possible acute anger issue but with himself. Probably one of life's under-achiever's and almost proud of that but with a sense of wanting to get out of his rut but not knowing how to do that. I think even he doesn't know where he's going in life. Definitely not one for 'hum-drum' and 'normality' because that would be too "beige". He works in the legal admin department of an academic facility.

Then there's the WolvesWanderer (35) 5'8", previously mentioned as suitor B, This guy is lovely. A true gent if ever there was one (or so it seems). He seems a very genuinely nice person. He's divorced (his wife left him for someone else) but has no kids. Just a dog. Own home & Car. Policeman. He's maybe just a little on the rounder side of fit. He's also been texting me while he's currently away on holiday. He used to do far more than he does now physically and I think he might be looking to me for that to change. He's also not as tall as I'd like either. Is that too picky?

The PassionMan (39) 5'10", previously mentioned as the not-so-shy-and-retiring suitor C, this guy I can't make my mind up about. He's never really pushed me hard to pin me down for a date which makes me wonder if he's seeing others at the moment (and that's fine)... He's divorced and has a 12 yr old daughter (no issue). This guy has very professional job as a financial manager in a big insurance company or something. And I believe he has a floppy hair 'do'. Hmmm - can't await to see that one! LOL. He's also very 'active' in his sexy texts, which leave absolutely nothing to the imagination, believe me! I think even I blushed! Good job I'm not prudish!

The ManCyclist (36) 6'0", is a slow burner. He's fairly keen to meet me at some point but isn't pushing at all. This guy does a lot of cycling - even in the rain! He is a self employed Garden Designer / Landscaper. He seems quite laid back and we seem to share a similar wit. And he too isn't backwards in coming forwards! I've been on the receiving end of some of "those sort" of texts - he knows his dustpan from his duster I can tell ya!

The WelshOne (40) 5'10", is lush! But lives all the way down in the south of wales. He has been very complimentary on more than one occasion but I don't think it's going to be easy getting to meet him. Never been married, no kids. Policeman. Although we did have loose arrangements to climb up a mountain and there was even talk of camping at one point. He does a heck of a lot of cycling and walking and is generally an outdoorsy hippy type with fucking gorgeous legs ladies! Cool or what!? He's very non comittal and I think he's probably set in his ways, but every now & again he surprises me with a new message on the site. He's away at the moment as he says he has a 2nd home in Canada, so he's gone there for a few weeks. Alright for some eh!?

I once heard (on radio 4 so it must be true) that any self respecting modern, single woman should have at least four men circling around her at any one time.... so there's an easy five to be going on with! There was another, but he turned out to be a complete dickhead so I kicked him into touch as soon as he got abusive and gave me grief in messages before I'd even met him. WTF!? ...anyway, the less breath wasted on that loser the better.

Greedy?

Nah. Think 'choices'...

Hello! I'm single AND still got it..!

So... I'm relatively slow on the uptake with all this blogging malarky, afterall, I'm a single thirtysomething with a hectic lifestyle - where on earth would I find the time to write anything!? Quite a few of my friends have started with the whole blog thing so I thought it was time to take the plunge because some of the escapades of this particular singleton have been to the great merriment of some of my closest friends. Some of which have even said to me "You should write a book!"

My life currently finds me:

a) Single - and yes, I never thought I'd say it, but I'm quite happy being this way (for now). It seems to afford me 'powers'. It compels either great jealousy (haha!) or a certain type of attraction. An attraction that seems to fall into two different sorts; a pure lustful sort of attraction and the other a more adoration type of attraction. Both of which I am having a fairly nice time reveling in when they come about! There's currently about half a dozen 'suitors' in varying levels of connection with me (I'll introduce them all in due time). All are keen enough, or so it would seem. I'm enjoying doing the 'dance' of the independent single woman with my social diary. At the moment if I want someone nice to go to dinner with or the pictures or just hang out with, I think I could have my pick. Not that I'm that sort of woman you understand ; )

b) Working my notice - and trying not to panic too much. I feel like I'm possibly stood on the edge of a great precipice. It's going to be fall into the abyss or take flight. Personally I'm hoping it's the latter... and believe me, if the job in Warsaw or Dubai comes up - I'm off!!

and c) Busy - never has my life been so 'full'. I was on the phone last night to a potential suitor (we'll call him Suitor B, but only because I'm saving suitor A for later). Suitor B (35) exclaimed that I was a difficult girl to try and get a date with because my social diary is so full! I told him I make no apology for that.. it's just how I'm choosing to live my life right now. He said he understood but would enjoy rising to the challenge (take that as you will!!?). He's a lovely guy so he's penned (not pencilled) in my diary in a couple of weeks.

So I am single, not-so-secure and socially hard to get hold of... is that good or bad? Who knows. One thing I do know is that I'm finding the hurt from the start of 2008, although still raising it's head every now and again, is being flattened quite effectively through this course of action. And it's enjoyable too! This year my accomplishments have been: Moving into my little rented apartment, making some lovely lovely lovely new friends and re-acquainting with some equally lovely old ones, getting a big tattoo, learning some new skills (lampworking) and climbing some of the tallest peaks in the UK !!!

Oh and this year I also got back on a bike (after about 10years!) and have done what I consider to be a major amount of miles (62miles in one go alone!). Those of you that know me realise I'm quite physically active and my competitiveness has grown quite considerably over the last few months due mostly to the company I have been keeping when jogging up hills etc; they're buggers for the 'race to the finish line'. It's all good fun.

So in the chase for still having "it" - I suppose having fun is what it's all about, isn't it?