I talked to R, the second guy. It was an easy, pleasant conversation. But….I just don’t feel a connection with him. He could be a friend, I guess. He’s just got too many irons in the fire, and I feel like he’s hustling to make them work. Nothing wrong with that, but I am not in that place. I want to relax, I want a laid back life. No hustle. No bustle. And it goes without saying, no drama.
And I think he’s broke. Not that I’m materialistic, but I don’t feel like going to see some guy living in a room in an old hotel, even if they are remodeling it. Not at this age.
I still feel good about tomorrow’s date. I think our lifestyles are way more compatible. I am hoping for a few sparks, and I feel there’s a good possibility of that. But we’ll see.
I realized something when I was at my sisters, last night. I was watching a movie with her and my brother-in-law, after a lovely dinner, and an afternoon decorating the tree, and in the pool and the hot tub. I was so content, and happy. I realized at some point, that this life, now, here in Florida, is the happiest I’ve ever been on a consistent basis. I’ve had moments before, of joy. Of course when my son was born, when I got married, all the life’s moments that are spectacular. But here, consistently, I am happy. No pressure, no drama, no urgency. No negativity on a daily basis. Never freezing. Never driving in snow, or shoveling, or snow blowing.
Just living my life the way I want to live it.
Love and light…..