I mean, is it really worth it?
Thank God y’all haven’t given up pairing up as I have or this world would end within the next generation.
But I mean, really, was it worth it?
So I’m at one of my gigs, a Wedding this weekend.
As usual a pretty Bride’smaid has found her way behind my table all night, chatting about this and that.
It’s really easy for a guy like me to be attractive to pretty ladies at gigs because they’re usually packed full of “the moment”.
Take good music, good friends, sprinkle some low lighting and alcohol and add a side of no date and you have “The Moment”.
LOL
Anywho so this gal wants to chat me up and it’s a VERY long gig so we have all day/night.
She’s very pretty, only 27, got the whole celtic look and accent going for her.
As we talk and she drinks and the night progresses she drills me more and more about my decision to stop dating.
It’s easy to change the subject, I’m working after all and she has duties to the Bride as well so there are long breaks in the conversation.
But as the night gets longer she gets her hands on my cell and calls herself.
“There, I’ll have my new Yank boyfriend on speed dial…”
Yeah great, she’s only in town the rest of the weekend then back off to the UK by Monday.
So where am I going with this other than to brag that the jolly old fat man can still fish with the best of you?
If I were to ever come out of “retirement” - Mom, if you’re reading this, please don’t go getting your hopes up, I’m not even considering it! - I’d always assumed I’d have a Christian bride.
A friend to the end who walks with me and walks with me with Jesus.
Somebody who holds the same values, the same beliefs, the same culture, interests and area code!
So why am I always attracted to these beautiful women who are the complete opposite of me?
Blah - I’m so not interested in expending the mental and emotional energy into the social and physical aspect of dating.
It’s so draining and I barely have enough for work these days.
But Lord God why am I continually attracted to these women?
It really isn’t easy, is it?
Ok, my ranting is over but I have one final note:
My phone rang this morning, it’s currently 3am.
But it is 10am in the UK.
She waited until she was on her way to work to “give me a jingle” and let me know she made it home all right.
Two hours later, I’m more confused and hense my post.
Enjoy!
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