Crystal's going on a Man Hunt.
February 13th 2008 08:49
Well life goes on, so they tell me. I can't say I'm at all heart broken, sorry about that.
Now, where do I find myself a husband? You know when men go looking for a wife, they get a pat on the back, other than from various low life they may attract around them.
But when I say I am looking for a husband, it's brickbats, bedknobs and broomsticks.
But as I said before, I am feminine but not frail. And I am not a loser and I do not want one of those.
I guess that eliminates many from my quest, making my task a little easier.
I must say Mum and Dad took it in their stride, I think they probably thought I'd done well having a boyfriend of any description, after avoiding having one for so long.
But now the heat is on and off I go, but where do I go? With that I am confused.
Pubs are out, dating services are out, the internet is a big NO NO NO, friends of family and friends, no, I don't think so. The boy next door, well that's a good idea but unfortunately, I live in a family area and the closest 'boy' to my age is about 12. No crude jokes please.
Well, I guess I'm at a bit of a loss. This weekend I shall take myself off to the art gallery but I don't expect any prospects there. I'll avoid the gardens for obvious reasons but may well end up at Centennial Park, Bondi or Manly.
But I'm not expecting much from any of those places.
I'm a bit of a loner really, which probably doesn't help.
So that's this weekend taken care of already.
I accidentally let slip at work that I had spent the weekend on my own and now that people know I am actually interested I've picked up a few vibes that there are some men interested.
We'll see where that leads but I think they'd need to have something more to offer than poor old Steve.
I've already resisted the hints that maybe I'll be free to join everyone for drinks on Friday.
The man who wants me will have to put himself out a bit, not just sidle into a relationship.
As you can probably see I like REAL men, and I bet that comment brings forth a howl or to. But I no longer care, I'm not the social misfit I considered myself some months ago.
I think the best thing I can do for myself is to get out of the office suits and wear something with a little more allure and rather dressier shoes and I really need to let my hair down rather than pulling it back so austerely ( is that the right word, never mind, if it's not I'm sure someone will let me know)
What a cheek? who me? well, there you go, life's full of surprises, so you tell me, how am I going with my pursuit. Feel free to say, there's a good chance I won't take any notice anyway, but with a bit of luck everyone will give up generalising and actually come up with some positve suggestions, but NO, I'm not about to go to woodwork classes.
So, all my buddies, old and new, what practical suggestions have you to make about my man hunt, other than don't do it. Because I have every intention of doing it and if the men around are too lilly livered, they are not for me.
Aggressive? No dear, just assertive, and doin' what comes natcherly. ( I hope)
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Comment by Lara M
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I know a few people who met through work -- whether working in the same office or building, or as business associates. I think in more real environments such as those, the chances of meeting someone *real* is higher...? Either that or though activities u enjoy.
Anyhow...being yourself would be key
Comment by Krystal
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