An update from the Mad Dater

Dear Readers, A while back before I knew better I went on a quest to find my one true love. Yeah, well that journey or should i say adventure did not turn out in my favor. here are dome of the  postings from the ego I created called the Mad Dater. Enjoy.

Hi.

For those who are paying attention, I am 30 days into my journey as  the mad dater in search of my life partner, or should I say the rest of my life partner. Thus far nothing interesting has happened. What I will share with you is this, I’ve wasted money and time posting profiles on two different online dating sites. Despite all the happy advertisements  with couples claiming to they’ve found love and their happy ever after through an online dating site, this maybe true, but allow me to tell you what I’ve observed. These online dating networks are HUBS for losers, jerks, con artist and sexual predators, who are only interested in a one night stands.

Just as my frustration level was about to spike to the boiling point, a friend suggested another online dating site where she found her now fiancée; and the best part the service is FREE! Once again I started over and build yet, another profile, after shutting down the other two. Well,  Its been two weeks  and the response is better than the previous two sites, where most of the photos posted by men claiming to be seeking a relationship/ soul mate looked  like mug shots.

I’ve invested an entire  night searching through profiles and I am pleased to report the men on this new dating site are much more attractive, and some of them understand the concept of starting a dialogue via email or instant messenger before asking me for my number. I am turned off by men who give their number to me as soon as we make contact.

I often refuse to call them instead I ask that  we start to get to know each other through email; most don’t answer me back. At this point in time I don’t know if I am making the right  move. The reason for my hesitation is because we live in perilous times, therefore, I am being careful  not to invite unwanted drama in my life by giving ever Tom, Dick and Harry who flashes a smile fake or real my number.

I know that this maybe hindering my efforts but as the saying goes, ” It’s better to be safe then sorry.”

What say you?

The count down Begins: an update from the mad Dater

 

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Hello readers,

For those who are paying attention, I am 30 days into my journey as  the mad dater in search of my life partner, or should I say the rest of my life partner. Thus far nothing interesting has happened. What I will share with you is this, I’ve wasted money and time posting profiles on two different online dating sites. Despite all the happy advertisements  with couples claiming to they’ve found love and their happy ever after through an online dating site, this maybe true, but allow me to tell you what I’ve observed. These online dating networks are HUBS for losers, jerks, con artist and sexual predators, who are only interested in a one night stands.

Just as my frustration level was about to spike to the boiling point, a friend suggested another online dating site where she found her now fiancée; and the best part the service is FREE! Once again I started over and build yet, another profile, after shutting down the other two. Well,  Its been two weeks  and the response is better than the previous two sites, where most of the photos posted by men claiming to be seeking a relationship/ soul mate looked  like mug shots.

I’ve invested an entire  night searching through profiles and I am pleased to report the men on this new dating site are much more attractive, and some of them understand the concept of starting a dialogue via email or instant messenger before asking me for my number. I am turned off by men who give their number to me as soon as we make contact.

I often refuse to call them instead I ask that  we start to get to know each other through email; most don’t answer me back. At this point in time I don’t know if I am making the right  move. The reason for my hesitation is because we live in perilous times, therefore, I am being careful  not to invite unwanted drama in my life by giving ever Tom, Dick and Harry who flashes a smile fake or real my number.

I know that this maybe hindering my efforts but as the saying goes, ” It’s better to be safe then sorry.”

What say you?

The single life the Romance is Over

At the age of 45 , I had a revelation that I was no longer interested in being single. I didn’t put much thought into what I was going to do to solve my single status. So, I put the idea on the back-shelf planning to revisit it again.

…Fast-forward, now at the age of 52 the glitz and glamour of having the time and freedom to sleep late, cook or not to cook, sleeping in a fetus position to keep warm , and eating alone has soured.

The single life means being alone, having too much time to be alone; just me and the voices from the television or radio; and they don’t talk back or ask, ” how was your day?” In my house there is no one to pass the honey to do list to, because it’s just me, so, its more like things to do list.

I talk to people who drool with envy because they wish to have my life. I’ve come to the conclusion that they are in relationships, that no longer meets their needs, and they  believe that the grass is greener on the other side. It isn’t  until they abandon all that they have to cross over into single hood and have a oh Shit moment, Oops its to late, when they realize that what they needed to do was to  pay attention to the weeds ( boredom) that grow in their yard

( relationship); and if they had taken the time to care for and revive their grass ( spouse) then maybe thing would have remained green ( happy). Now, the other side ( single-hood) is not as green , plush and happy as they thought. The silence of an empty house is loudest when your alone. the bed never feels comfortable no matter how expensive the sheets or  how warm the comforter; so what is a single person to do?

Most people run out and adopt “Fido,” only to find out that their beloved pet is more of responsibility than a shared committed relationship with a human. I found myself competing with the younger generation of women, them the Millennial, me the Baby Boomer , and they seem to be winning. The male Baby Boomers no longer want my type, strong, focused, responsible and intelligent. They desire young, hot, shapely, badonkadon ( big Butt), ride’em, hard  and hit them fast spontaneous vixens.

These days people  few people start a relationship the old fashion way; like being matched up by friends. Instead, I am doomed to online dating, dam to the age of technology. Night after night, I sit in front of my computer shifting through profiles of men whose pictures resemble mug shots. Reading lie after lie about they are adventurous, romantic and hope to find ” the one, ” yeah, more like the one for the night. Do I sound bitter?  Well, I am. Dating should  not have to be  difficult, and is not a game. People feelings are real and the ones out there like me waiting, wanting and hoping to find the right partner, the deceivers make trusting others a challenge. Anyway, I am going to keep hope alive.

What Say You?

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