I went on 2 dates over the last 2 weeks or so.
Greg was a cameraman for a large network nearby and had a pretty interesting history. I wasn’t sold on his photos, but we hit it off on text and then phone. We decided to meet pretty quickly and he had perfect communication skills for me. There was zero chemistry in person, and I got the distinct feeling that he wasn’t as “nice” as he pretended to be….there were a few comments that just didn’t hit me the right way. For example, he bought a large home near a local high school and complained constantly about the HS Band playing at all hours of the day. I laughed out loud and said “why would you buy a house next to a HS with one of the largest award-winning bands?!” I thought it was a funny complaint, he totally turned off the moment I disagreed with him.
Honestly though, you by a house next to a large public school, do your research and don’t complain about student activities! I live 2 miles from the school and can hear the band practice based on how sound travels, so get over it.
I was also in the band many moons ago and happened to love it, and was totally dedicated. He was a cranky man with no kids in my opinion. I have yet to meet a childless man since Bobby that true enjoys kids.
Jack was a famous basketball player – how cool is that?! He was very handsome, as fit as you can imagine, and very nice. The date went well, albeit not a lot of laughter, and there was a nice kiss at the end. I said Thank You as usual by text when I arrived home, he had already asked to see me again, and I heard from him the next day via text. I never answered his last text, for whatever random reason, and I never heard from him again. I don’t know why, nor do I care. He still lives in his marital home with his x wife and child and has no intention of moving out. I didn’t quite buy the totality of his story, but it didn’t sit quite right with me. It was fine he didn’t call me back.
I have noticed that my libido is in the tank, which is really disappointing. There can be so many reasons: the new drugs I’m on, the surgeries, the depression or anxiety. Maybe even, finally, peri-menopause. I find it very depressing that nothing is getting me excited and I haven’t had good sex since last April with Tony. Almost one year. UGH. When you start your blog off with a sex blog and you end up in menopause, its definitely cause for disappointment!