I just have to say this......to my women friends who know Ive met someone I am interested in knowing much more, I am seeing something that to me explains why I have remained single so long. Ive never understood dating and all its rules and games. The advice Ive gotten over the years about how to manage men has all proven fruitless to produce anyone of quality. I see sadly theres a dynamic at work between men and women that seems to be a leftover from when women were dependent on men for their well being and its made dating for me almost impossible. Im not for sale. WOMEN of earth why would you ask me things like, Where did he take you?, What does he drive?, What does he do for a living, What did he buy you at the fair?, Where is he taking you next?.....or tell me that because I CHOOSE to pay my own way a man who lets me isnt a man. How did what a man spends on me become the yardstick by which I should value his worth? As I look back suddenly, I see several men that were good guys but they were so busy telling me what they owned to impress me that I totally missed that they were interested in me and this was their display of tailfeathers.....the drink they bought me was supposed to show me what? I still dont get it....I can afford to buy my own drinks, I always have been able to, because like a man I work for my money too so why should i expect him to spend his money on me when I have my own?.......I thought a man was supposed to be measured on who he is and how he treats me NOT on what he can buy me....but then thats all the criteria my friends have to offer and they seem to think I need to test this guy, get him to SPEND on me to assure me he cares. Well, ladies......I am a rebel. I want to be blissfully happy and have held out forever for someone who gets it........and find a man who is man enough to be nice, thoughtful and not about material things. Like a Dodo Bird I thought perhaps I was looking for an extinct species.....but Ive flushed ONE remaining one out of captivity. I am NOT listening to common wisdom any more, lest the breed go totally extinct........I dont care what he drives, makes annually, buys me or what display he makes so others think hes amazing.........Ive always said THINGS dont matter and money is only a tool........HERE is what money cant buy.....We talked till late in the evening. He asked to hold me till I fell asleep, expecting nothing simply enjoying being good to me, touching my hair calming me to sleep and as he left he tucked me under the covers, shut out the lights, blew out the candles and locked the door behind him. He left me safe, warm and happy with all my self respect...........he truly liked me. For me. WHO CARES about anything else? Money doesnt buy happiness, and if I could do it again and again Id be happy.....in a shack. Lifes about the goodness in people......and how they treat you...not what they treat you to. Just saying........dont ask me what he bought me, ask me what he said that made me feel smart or pretty. Because in that hes rich. What ever else he has, I dont know...........he has teeth. Thats good enough. LMAO. And he is being a good friend to me........I am proud to know him. I hope someday I can go back to HB and get to know him more........time will tell.
Posted on: Thu, 31 Jul 2014 23:52:47 +0000
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