Okay, so here we are on this day to celebrate love . . . with me trying to write a balanced blog entry about it.
I have said that I do want: love, family, children and all that. I do, I really do.
I want a large home with lots of space for anyone who shows up to get: a warm welcome, a full belly, and a bed to stay in for as long as they need (but they will contribute and work . . . let’s be fair).
I just don’t see the sense in even starting to look right now. I am in a phase in my life where I am living as cheaply as I can and let’s face it . . . I’m not exactly giving off that “Mr. Provider” vibe.
I suppose I should at least socialize, but I don’t because sooner or later how and where I live will come up.
I just don’t see any woman getting serious with a guy living in an RV that he parks on industrial side streets and even worse doesn’t have any cash in the budget to go out and date.
I know that women can, and do, endure this lifestyle, (so no list of Amazonian Wonder Women, thanks) but I just don’t see any woman jumping into my life now.
After all, I am not travelling around the country going where I like, when I like, seeing all sorts of wonderful and exotic things . . .
With me, it’s more like . . . “Hey, Babe, wanna come freeze your ass off with me in my trailer this prairie winter? We can snuggle!” (Any takers? . . . I didn’t think so.)
I would love to have that special gal in my life as we work together towards our common goal of getting debt free (her debts as well as mine) and get that land out there . . . somewhere that we can build up and settle in any way we like (whilst staying debt free).
I just won’t hold my breath until that special gal comes along . . . I’d pass out first and most likely will bonk my head on something.
I will date, just not now. I just don’t see the sense in it, not yet anyways. For those of you who are lucky to have that someone special in your life . . . happy Valentine’s Day.