Fizzlin' Out

Contrary to popular belief, I haven't crawled into a hole and curled up in the fetal position. I'm just a bad blogger. Story of my life, I try to do everything and I do it...badly. I was in a funk for a while but a friend gave me a much needed kick in the ass so I clawed my way out. I've been busy with end of summer hi jinks, back to school festivities and the start of soccer season shenanigans. That all sounds much more glamorous than it is. Heh heh.

I've also been busy dating. Yup, it's been quite the season for interviewing prospective love interests. One guy was all set to introduce our children to each other after three dates. No thank you, I said. He said you need to have a life too, K, your kids will be okay. We agreed to disagree about that. I informed him he was much too serious and we needed a break. He's having a hard time disengaging and still texts me asking why we can't see each other. I do like him but don't really 'like like' him. I don't want to lead him on so yeah, that's about what I told him. He's okay being friends for now but I think he's hoping that something more will build out of that. I kind of wish it would because he's a nice guy but I can't force something that isn't. 

Another guy gives me the warm fuzzies but he acts mostly non-committal. Perhaps that's why I like him. Playing hard to get evidently puts the thrill of the hunt in me. Huh, I had no clue. I'm hoping that his non-committal way is an act and he's really into me but I won't be holding my breath for him to sweep me off my feet. 

Bachelor #3 is a business man, an author of several books and a well known speaker in his field. He is great on paper; he told me he likes me 'a lot' but frankly I can't imagine being his everything long term. We have different interests and hobbies. He's professional and smart, everything I thought I was looking for. But my bell isn't ringing when I see him. I'm not sure if I'm looking for Fabio in a world full of Tom, Dicks and Harrys or what but I'm starting to get annoyed with myself. I seem to only be attracted to guys who are uninterested in me. 

Over the summer, I didn't have to tell the kids about my dates because they were at my parents' house often enough that I could easily schedule things when they were gone. Now I have to deal with sitters and questions about where I'm going. This weekend my daughter showed some angst over me seeing a man. 'You don't have to worry right now,' I said, 'you have to see someone for a while to build a relationship. And sometimes things fizzle out after a few dates.' 

My daughter said, 'I hope things fizzle out then because you're a single lady.' Maybe she's been listening to Beyoncé too much or perhaps that's how she really feels. I'll have to keep an eye on that.