Now what?

First off:
Happy Post-Thanksgiving! Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday.

Second:
Where the heck is prince charming? Is he still out eating pumpkin pie? Is he still over the river and through the woods and the horse actually forgot the way?

I have reluctantly agreed that never leaving my apartment might, might, be part of my dating problems. And while my trips to Starbucks count as out, I’m not sure my medical insurance can cover too many more encounters with Mr. Corner Table/glass door.

So, I went out.

At night.

3 times in one week.

It is possible that this kind of momentous act caused the tectonic plates to shift in some parts of the country. If you had an earthquake, that might have been me (Whoops! Sorry!).

Two of those three times were to places that included alcohol and a festive atmosphere. The other occasion was to the theater, and I’ve made my peace with the reality that very few single straight men go to musicals.

(Which, frankly, shows a lack of imagination on the part of single men—musicals and dance class are full of women with a whole lot less competition than a bar)

The good news—the evenings were great fun.

The bad news—no prince charming. No prince maybe, or prince possibly. No prince longshot, even.

My Type-A personality aside, I have realized that I might have to do more than walk into some place and say “hello world, here I am” (though, I’m perfectly willing to be proven wrong on that front).

So, now what?

And is there anyway I can wrap it up without interfering with my television watching schedule? Priorities.

Hee

Kate