37f. At this point, I feel like the only man I really need in my life is my dog. It’s a half hour til midnight, we’re just chilling on my couch, watching Netflix. The man I thought was interested in me had gone radio silent for 2 weeks, and I only heard from him tonight because I reached out with a “you alive?”
Like, I get that holidays and winters in Wisconsin are busy. It’s our time to do all the fun winter stuff, like ice fishing, snow-mobiling and sledding! But if you aren’t even willing to spend 5 minutes before falling asleep to at least check in or wish somebody a Happy New Year, then what’s even the point? I was fighting a cold and wanted nothing more than to get even a “feel better soon.”
I’m back in the small town I grew up in, and I can guarantee half the guys in the bars nearby have gone to my school with me, or their cousins did. So they’re out of the question. Online dating sucks, because too many people there expect the husband experience (full loyalty and commitment) when you’ve barely been talking for 5 minutes. And let’s not forget how all these Christmas movies mess us up. “Believe in the magic of the holidays! The next guy you see will absolutely be your soul mate!”