I’ve been thinking that it’s time to dip my proverbial toes in the dating pool again. Seems like lately the only guy I see is the Fed Ex man. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. It’s just that a smart, funny, fit, financially secure girl like me should be getting out more. And so, here I am.
Like everyone else, I live to see sunsets across foreign shores. I bicycle with abandon, dance ‘til my dogs bark, read ‘til my iPad drops from my hands, and wear a little black dress like no one’s business.
But lest you be confused, I really am like no one else.
I smile when I think about finding someone who knows what good communication is, who won’t stop ‘til he knows what makes me tick, who will sit on the same side of the booth with me, and who will make me laugh ‘til my drink spurts out my nose.
But please hurry. That Fed Ex guy is starting to look pretty good.