I LOVE lists. I have lists for just about everything in my life - work responsibilities, chores, errands, scrapbook needs, and on and on. But when I was much younger in my adulthood, I had the list...the list of all of the attributes and qualities I wanted in a partner. I remember having things on the list like confidence, holds my hand in public, kisses well, plays with my hair, and opens the door for me. Though I no longer have the list, most of the same requirements hold true today in my dating life.
I'm confident you've noticed my list doesn't include some very obvious, necessary things...things like financial stability and emotional maturity. Not sure if I assumed these or if they really weren't important to me at that time in my life. Interestingly, though, my heart still doesn't focus on these conditions when falling for someone, but my brain knows better. The juxtaposition of the two elements is where I am falling copiously short.
Somewhat unknowingly, I went on a date last night. As always, he looks perfect on paper - physically attractive, intelligent, educated, a good conversationalist, motivated, fiscally secure, and emotionally available for a relationship (I think), but my heart is nowhere to be seen on the scene. Plus, he doesn't dance and we all know that's not going to work out...maybe I need to revisit my list.
Still, a new male friend is always a good way to get over a tremendous heartbreak.
Friday, April 20, 2012
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