<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056681208656507895</id><updated>2026-03-25T00:43:54.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Single Lady in Fort McMurray</title><subtitle type='html'>Follow me on my adventure of figuring out how to be a single lady in Fort McMurray.  I will share with you the good, the bad, the ugly and of course the funny side of being a newly single lady.&#xa;&#xa;Happy Reading</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056681208656507895.post-5794721925596359004</id><published>2011-11-23T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T19:48:37.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Online Dating Adventure :O)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Ok It’s been a while since I posted anything and I apologize for this.&amp;nbsp; I could give you a million and one reasons why, but it all really boils down to the fact that I just didn’t know how to explain this story to you and have you really understand why it bothers/interest me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;This all happened about three weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; I was home checking my Hotmail to see if I had received anything interesting.&amp;nbsp; There was the normal junk, and a couple of comments about past blog postings and a couple of notices from an online dating site letting me know I had received a message.&amp;nbsp; I guess you could say I am a little OCD, when I see these notices I have to go to that site and delete the messages.&amp;nbsp; After my adventures this summer, I have decided to take a break from online dating, but I can’t bring myself to delete the account, not yet anyway.&amp;nbsp; So now my routine is to go on there and delete messages, my mind just won’t allow me to let them build up. Yes I know I know I am on the “special” side, but that’s ok, my mom tells me it makes me a catch :O) LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;When you get a message from someone on this site you can see their picture next to the message.&amp;nbsp; These days I normally don’t pay much attention to the pictures or the messages; again I am taking a break from all that online stuff.&amp;nbsp; Well on this particular day the picture caught my eye.&amp;nbsp; It didn’t have to do so much with the guy, but with the girl that was in the picture with him.&amp;nbsp; No no it isn’t what you think, I’m still interested in guys :O).&amp;nbsp; This girl looked very very familiar to me.&amp;nbsp; So I clicked on the picture and couldn’t believe my eyes.&amp;nbsp; The picture was of a girl I babysat when I was a teenager and the guy was her boyfriend!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I only knew he was her boyfriend because of all the pictures of him she has posted on her facebook.&amp;nbsp; I had never met him before but what she had said bout him in messages/postings and their pictures, it seemed like they were in a very serious long term relationship.&amp;nbsp; This made me curious, what could his message be about?&amp;nbsp; Were they (as a couple) on this dating site looking to add spice to their relationship?&amp;nbsp; Yes that was the first that came to mind, ONLY because there are a &lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;LOT&lt;/st1:place&gt; of people who do that (just another lesson I learned this pass summer).&amp;nbsp; I couldn’t imagine the little girl that I babysat, could be looking for something like that.&amp;nbsp; My curiosity got the best of me and I opened the message and read it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;I was sooooooo relieved to see that this wasn’t the case at all.&amp;nbsp; Little &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Sandy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; hadn’t grown up to be something that I didn’t even what to think about.&amp;nbsp; There actually wasn’t much to the message at all.&amp;nbsp; It was the same lazy message you see a lot on these sites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Hey your cute.&amp;nbsp; We should hook up.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;I know that he has no idea who I am and the only reason I know a little about who he is is because of my connection to his girlfriend on facebook.&amp;nbsp; If I hadn’t known who he was, more importantly who he was in a relationship with, I would have left it at that and deleted the message.&amp;nbsp; But again my mind doesn’t always turn off when I want it to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;I started thinking why would he be on a dating site if he is in a serious relationship?&amp;nbsp; Do guys go onto dating sites to ACTUALLY find someone or do they sometimes just want their egos rubbed?&amp;nbsp; Did she know what he was up to?&amp;nbsp; I was for sure not going to be the person to tell her.&amp;nbsp; I am not into destroying relationships in any way shape or form.&amp;nbsp; I know there are people out there who will say she should know if he is cheating or looking to cheat on her and I am not a good person to keep it from her.&amp;nbsp; The catch is I don’t really know what he was doing on that site.&amp;nbsp; Yes he may indeed be looking to step outside of their relationship, but than again maybe he just wanted to know girls could still interested in him.&amp;nbsp; Either way it isn’t my place to judge.&amp;nbsp; But I also didn’t want her to get hurt by him.&amp;nbsp; So I asked a couple of my guy friends what is the motive for dudes to go onto dating sites.&amp;nbsp; They all came back with a bunch of different reasons, like they are bored and just wants to chat, they want to keep all of their options open, and the list goes on and on.&amp;nbsp; At the very bottom of the list was that they were actually looking to meet girls.&amp;nbsp; They pretty well confirmed that girls (i.e. ME) waste a lot of time talking to guys on these sites who have NO interest in even having a date, let a lone finding a girlfriend.&amp;nbsp; One friend said I should reply and ask if he wanted to meet up with me, than I would know he is looking for more than an ego rub.&amp;nbsp; As much as I would like to be assured that &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Sandy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; isn’t going to get hurt by this guy, I am not about to put myself in the middle of it.&amp;nbsp; My curiosity wasn’t so much with this particular couple anymore as it was about guys in general and how they use these sites.&amp;nbsp; Also how girls feel about their partners having accounts on dating sites.&amp;nbsp; Do girls care if their guys are looking for a little ego boost?&amp;nbsp; Is there a line they expect their partner not to cross, e.g. Chatting is ok, but you can never meet?&amp;nbsp; Do girls use these sites for the same ego boost?&amp;nbsp; Also why or why would a dude post a picture of him and his girlfriend on a dating site?&amp;nbsp; Once again my head is spinning with questions, but no answers.&amp;nbsp; If you have any insight into this at all please let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;After leaving his message there for a whole week I went and deleted it.&amp;nbsp; I didn’t reply to it and I haven’t asked her how things are going with them.&amp;nbsp; I think the less I know about what is going on with them the better of we will all be.&amp;nbsp; BUT if he ever sent me a message again I would probably reply with something like “so how is &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Sandy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; doing these days?”&amp;nbsp; Just so he could know that I know. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/feeds/5794721925596359004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-another-online-dating-adventure-o.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/5794721925596359004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/5794721925596359004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-another-online-dating-adventure-o.html' title='Just Another Online Dating Adventure :O)'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056681208656507895.post-1903769010468342836</id><published>2011-10-30T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:41:38.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Talk About Before Your Relationship gets Serious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;Obviously I am no relationship expert and am not looking to give advice to anyone on how they should or shouldn’t behave in their relationships.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But over the last couple of weeks I have been thinking about my past relationships and how noticing people behave in their current ones.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This has made me think about things I will do differently if I ever find myself in a relationship again.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Here is what I have come up with, a list of six important things you need to agree on with your partner before you let your causal relationship turn serious.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Some of these you will think are obvious and others you may think are a little silly, but trust me even the silly ones are important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Babies&lt;/b&gt; – Yes everyone will think this is pretty common sense.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But how many people really have the serious talk about babies until they are already very committed to one another.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;By than you may have to make the hard decision to remain with someone who doesn’t want the same things as you or leave them and take the chance of finding someone who does want the same things.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I do know a couple who comprised on this.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She didn’t want babies but wanted to be married, he didn’t want to be married but did want a baby.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So they met in the middle got married and had one baby.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This seems to have worked for them, but what will work for you will depend on you what you want out of life.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Either way, you need to make sure you aren’t setting your self up for some huge sacrifices in the future.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Don’t have the baby talk on the first date or anything, but for sure before it get serious make sure you and your partner agree on the topic or a possible comprise that works for you both.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;FARTING&lt;/b&gt;– yup while you may think this is silly or stupid to talk about with your partner you would be wrong, very wrong.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Everyone farts, even the pretty girls who pretend they don’t know what end a fart comes out of. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It happens; there is nothing you can do about it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Guys if you can’t handle your lady friend letting one go from time to time than you should just remain single.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ladies if you are with someone who makes a big deal out of your toots, than you should kick them to the curb.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yes yes we all know they don’t smell like strawberries, but really what are you going to do, hold it in and suffer in pain.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t think so.&amp;nbsp; I’m not saying to let one rip on your first date or anything, but I am saying bring up the subject after a few weeks.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Than after a month or so test the waters and let a little toot out.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;See what his reaction is.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Even better, if you can fart during sex and you both laugh about it, than it must be love (hehe a story for another time).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I do know a girl who says her husband can’t stand her farting around him.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She is more comfortable at work where she can let her body function normally than she is at home.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is pretty sad, how will she be able to rely on him to help take care of her when she is old and sick or be there when you are giving birth to their baby.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;All of our bodies work the same way. You guys out there just need to get over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Work Ethic&lt;/b&gt; – You might not think this is super important or maybe a little on the intrusive side.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But unless you want to take a chance of being in a serious relationship with a lump on a log and having to work three jobs to support you and your partner, you will want to know the type of work ethic your partner has.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t mean asking him/her how much they make a year.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The amount of money isn’t as important as the type of work person they are.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On one hand do you want to be with someone who is a work alcoholic and you never get to see?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In this case you would be in a relationship with their paycheck and not them?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m not sure about you, but a paycheck is going to cuddle up with me in bed at night or rub my belly when I’m sick.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On the other hand do you want to be involved with a person who can’t drag their ass of the couch to look for a job?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In this case you would have to become the work alcoholic just to be able to support you both.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As with most things in life finding the happy medium is the key.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I want someone who has time for me, but who isn’t afraid of work either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Peeing In Front of Each Other&lt;/b&gt;- Again you might think this one is silly.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I know girls who are not allowed to pee in front of their husbands.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There is one girl whose husband asked if she could turn on the water when she pees because he doesn’t even want to hear it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is a little on the extreme side, but do you want to be with someone you can’t pee around?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know that I don’t.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If he can’t handle a little tinkle, how in the heck is he supposed to handle me if I’m sick?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Even more important, if we are camping, I’m not going to pee by myself in the woods.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He would have to come with me and keep an eye out for critters.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;By no means does this apply to going #2.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That time should be spent by yourself with your favorite magazine or having a chat on the phone with your mom or sisters.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Most of the best conversations happen when you’re taking a poo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;Holidays/ Family time&lt;/b&gt; – This one will save you many many fights in the future, if you can get it out of the way early.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You need to know how attached your partner is to his/her family.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think family is very important and being with someone who believes the same is also important to me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;However, as with everything there is the extreme side.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I once went out with a guy who couldn’t do anything with out his family.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There was no comprise in this at all.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;EVERY holiday he wanted us to spend it with his family.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He would say that his family was important to him and wanted to spend time with them, but he couldn’t understand that my family was important to me and that I also want to spend time with them.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At the end of it all I suggested that he only date girls who had no family of their own.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You need to be able to comprise with your partner and spread things out over both of your families and even include private time for you too as a couple.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sex&lt;/strong&gt; – I know a lot of people will say they want to wait until they are married to have sex.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is fine, but you have to at least have the conversation with your partner about what each of you likes and don’t like before you get married or serious.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If not you are taking the chance of marring someone you may not be sexually compatible with at all.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Everyone has their own sexually technique and preferences.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If your preferences do not match up with your partners, you could be in for a not so happy or satisfying relationship.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you like to experiment in the bedroom, you would want to know if your partner is the same or if he/she won’t even undress with the lights on.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am not saying you should have sex before marriage, but you do need to have the discussion with them, if you ever plan on getting to that point in your relationship.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know a couple who waited until they were married to have sex and didn’t talk about it only to say they were going to wait.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It turned out they weren’t sexually compatible at all.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They went to a marriage counselor and everything trying to figure it out.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the end they were just on to very different pages when it came to their sexual preferences and called it quits.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;There you have it, six things I think you need to talk about with your partner before you let your casual dating relationship turn into something more serious.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The key to all of these things is to talk to your partner.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The more you communicate the more you both will know what you are getting into.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;Please let me know if I have missed anything you feel should be on this list.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I will for sure post them too.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/feeds/1903769010468342836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-to-talk-about-before-your.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/1903769010468342836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/1903769010468342836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-to-talk-about-before-your.html' title='What to Talk About Before Your Relationship gets Serious'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056681208656507895.post-3084019538443751606</id><published>2011-10-26T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T09:47:45.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat My Wall Down or Just Drill a Couple of Holes in it??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot;&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Generally I am a person who keeps my &quot;wall&quot; up around new people. I am usually the quite one trying to figure everyone out. But once I know people I am for sure the loudest in the room. I also don’t let a lot of random people into my life, but again once I trust someone I do let my guard down and fully let them in. Although after the year I have had my wall is probably a layer or two thicker. I know I know I shouldn’t punish people for the actions of others. But it is really hard to throw caution to the wind and say &quot;come on in to my life.&quot; We are all creatures of habit and my habit it to protect my self from getting hurt in any way, shape or form. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Keeping my guard up has for the most part worked out pretty ok for me. I don’t get taken advantage of very easily, the people I do let into my life are loyal to me and I am very loyal to them. I feel like not only can they lean on me, but I can also lean on them. However, I very seldom lean on others. I am just too stubborn to ask for help. I do recognize that this is actually a weakness and not a strength of mine and hope that maybe one day I will be able to improve on it. After all the first step is to recognize there is problem :O) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;My wall allows me to feel safe and more importantly in control. However, sometimes I do wonder what I might be missing out on the other side. Over the last little while I have been casually dating this guy Jim. When I met Jim he said he didn’t want a relationship of any sort. He is one of those guys who never wants to get married or settle down. This was perfect for me, as a relationship is the very last thing I want. I am just looking for a guy to hang out and have some fun with. We eat tones of pizza, drink lots of milkshakes and watch way too many movies. It is exactly what I want. While I am very relaxed around him, I do still keep that wall firmly placed between us. I have never told him anything too personal and I have never asked him over to my place. I didn’t think he would care or even notice the very large wall I had kept between us. That is until a couple of weeks ago when he asked me why I have never invited him over. It kinda took me off guard, as I had never been asked this before and honestly I didn’t think guys paid attention to things like that, especially guys who weren’t looking for any type of relationship. I asked him if it bothered him and he said no he was just curious (my gut was telling me it was a little more than curiosity). He said he though that I might have a secret like I was a hoarder, married or something weird like that. Clearly I was successful in keeping him away from my personal side if he thought that I could be a hoarder or even married. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;As with everything, this got the wheels turning in my head. I know I tend to over analysis things, but I just can’t help it. I started thinking what if he was a little more interested in me than I had originally thought. Or maybe his interest has grown, I’m not sure but either way I have not invited him into the personal side of my life and he had taken a notice to it. Now what do I do? Do I just beat that wall down and tell him to come on in or do I just drill a couple little holes so he can take a little peak? I knew I was for sure not ready to lose control and take away my security blanket, and I wasn’t even sure I was ready to give him a peak. Not wanting to lose my buddy I was honest and told him I had a rough year and it had made me a little more guarded.&amp;nbsp; ~Hello!! A LITTLE more, more like a lot more guarded.~ &amp;nbsp; But I couldn’t say that to him. While I was honest with him, I didn’t want him to see that whole side of me. That would have been much more than a peak on the other side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Relationships are confusing enough, but to my surprise non-relationships are just as confusing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I didn’t think&amp;nbsp;Jim wanted a relationship and if he didn’t than why would he take notice to&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;large wall. Am I the first girl he has dated that has been truthful when saying &quot;I didn’t want a relationship?&quot; Does he want his cake and eat it too (the benefits of a relationship, but not the commitment)? Maybe it’s me who wants the cake and eat it too (the benefits of a relationship, but not the attachment). Or do I just appear a little more interesting, as he can’t figure it all out as quick as other girls? No I am NOT trying to be interesting or mysterious, I am just keeping my self protected and in one piece. Of course the more I thought about this the more things popped into my head. I wondered if my wall has kept out more than just hurt, is there another part of dating that I could be enjoying if I just let him or others in a little more. Clearly he knows I am not letting him in, so what if there is a side to him that he isn’t sharing with me because of my wall. I mean really why would he fully let his guard down if he knows I won’t do the same for him. That wouldn’t be very fare and understandable so. With this in mind I am still not sure I want to take the chance to find out though. I know the best things in life come from taking chances, but really do I want to put myself out there for more hurt and pain,&amp;nbsp;when I can live a happy little life behind my wall. Yes it maybe a little on the lonely on this side from time to time, but I am in one piece and ok&amp;nbsp;most days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;I did tell him that I would bite the bullet and invite him over one day. That day hasn’t come yet, but it will :O) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/feeds/3084019538443751606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/10/beat-my-wall-down-or-just-drill-couple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/3084019538443751606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/3084019538443751606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/10/beat-my-wall-down-or-just-drill-couple.html' title='Beat My Wall Down or Just Drill a Couple of Holes in it??????'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056681208656507895.post-1823232974478842141</id><published>2011-10-15T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T21:12:52.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I know if He is Flirting with Me????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;If you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m no smooth catch.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m probably as smooth as &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5xi4O1yi6b0&quot;&gt;Elaine from Seinfeld dancing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yup that would be me in all my glory :O).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My lack of smoothness extends to flirting and any type of interactions with the opposite sex.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know how to tell if someone is actually flirting with me, and heaven forbid how to respond to it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I guess if push came to shove I could figure it out….maybe.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But with the technology people use today to communicate, I’m really in over my head. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;I have this guy friend who I like to call my text buddy.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I call him that because he doesn’t call me, pop by to see me in person or anything else interactive.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have actually only hung a couple of times.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But from time to time he will text me a great deal for a day or so and than drop of the radar again.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I sometimes feel it’s like booty calling minus the calling and the sex.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am still not sure how it all started or why he wants to be in contact with me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think we do have similar personalities, but we don’t spend any face to face time together to know for sure.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe he texts me cause he’s board and has no one better to text at that time or maybe this is the form his friendships take.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Either way it’s all a little odd to me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I use cell phones, computers and all that as much as the next person.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I also like to fall back on the old face to face communication as well, especially when I’m trying to figure out someone’s motives.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Anyways once in a while it seems like his text are on the flirty side.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But than again who am I to judge this?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m not 100% sure I would know what flirting is even if it hit me in the face, especially not through texting.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How am I supposed to decode his motives behind just words?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Half of talking to someone is reading their body language and hearing the tones in their voice.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Take that away and all I’ve got to work with are words.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What am I suppose to do with words?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With just his words, how do I tell if he is trying to flirt with me or if he’s just farting around?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I guess I could always come right out and ask him.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But than what if he is just farting around and now he thinks I think he’s flirting with me. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;That would kill the friendship pretty darn fast. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The other side is what if he is flirting with me. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Asking him maybe stepping on his ego and saying he doesn’t flirt very well, when in reality I just can’t figure it out.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m bit of a stubborn person and is always trying to figure things out for myself.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;So instead of just telling him “I just don’t get any of this,” I am trying to figure it out for myself.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well with your assistants that is :O).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yes Yes I know I could save my self the trouble and headache and talk to him, but really what would be the fun in that and I really wouldn’t learn much about how guys text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;I don’t want to put specific quotes from his text in here, as he may actually be reading this and not be impressed with his texts being posted.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you are reading this text buddy please leave an anonymous comment below and tell everyone if indeed you are trying to flirt with me or even if you think I’m a little nuts for all of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;With out getting too specific, he has sent me text like “you should check out (&lt;em&gt;insert movie title here&lt;/em&gt;)” or “you should go to (&lt;em&gt;insert event name, date and time here&lt;/em&gt;)”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Does this mean he is just keeping me up to date on happings around Fort McMurray?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or does this mean he wants to go to these things with me?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Once I did ask if he was going to the event, and his response was “hmmm maybe” well that just confused me even more.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Was I suppose to ask him to the event, should I have gone solo and looked for him there or should I have asked someone else to go with me? &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;My mind was hurting so bad from all of the questions spinning around in there that I didn’t bother going to the event at all.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I never asked him if he went to the event or not.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At that point I didn’t even want to know.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I put it in my head that he was just farting around and left it at that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Leaving it at that was easy enough, until one night when I was&amp;nbsp;on the&amp;nbsp;POF&amp;nbsp;dating site.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I noticed he had a profile on there and had selected the &quot;wanted to meet me&quot; option on my profile.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He has never to this day sent me any messages or tried to chat with me on that dating site.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nor has he ever said anything to me about being on the same dating site as me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have never brought it up, as if figured&amp;nbsp;he didn’t want to acknowledge it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But this confused me even more.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Did he want me to quietly know he was single and looking?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Is he expecting me to make a move because he checked the meet me option on my profile?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The very first time we hung out together was at a work event.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At the end of the night everyone signed each others book (kinda like signing a yearbook in high school).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On my book, he wrote his new number.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why would he write his number?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I checked everyone’s book. I was the only one who got it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So I ask you, please tell me what did that mean?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I thought that he must wanted me to have it, but why?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why not say something to me in person?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I just chalked it up to him have one to many drinks that night and left it at that.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That was until he started texting me, than I starting wondering again.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Since that night there have been many many text about body parts, and all kinds of stuff.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He has also brought me treats at work, but not when I’ve been there.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He does know my schedule very well.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He has to submit invoices to me several times a week and therefore knows the times I’m in the office.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While he does see him when he drops of his paperwork, it is only for a brief moment and he has never asked or talked about&amp;nbsp;the text&amp;nbsp;we send each other.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There was one day about an hour after I was gone home; I got a text from him that said he had left cookies for me at my office.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They were indeed my favorite kind, but anyone who knows me knows, I can’t live without chocolate chip cookies.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I rushed back to the office and got them and boy oh boy weren’t they good.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But why would he leave them after work like that?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why not wait until the next day when he had to drop of his invoices or why not bring them to my house?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Again I was confused by his motives.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;All of this aside, I’m not even sure I want him to be flirting with me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I haven’t been around him enough to even know if I am or could be attached to him.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; As confused as I am, &lt;/span&gt;I do like our text and the funny stuff he says.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; I mean w&lt;/span&gt;hat if he was actually flirting with me and got balls enough to ask me out, holy than what am I supposed to do? &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;I really didn’t notice anything was up until a couple of months ago.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What sparked my attention was that I started noticing every guy in &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Fort   McMurray&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; smelled amazing.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How could all the guys in this town smell soooooo good?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I mean really, with all the dirty jobs out there at least one of them had to be a stinky dude.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But no I couldn’t find one stinky guy.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I realized that my smellers were working over time and liked every man that came with in smelling distance, I actually started to look for a stinky guy.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This wasn’t such a good idea.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No no I didn’t find a bunch of stinky people that made me want to puke.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I did however point out the fact that I must do something about this need or I just might get in trouble for going up to someone and sticking my nose on their neck and sucking off all of their man smell.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There were a couple of times that I thought I might not be able to control myself or my nose.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;One day I got into a crowded elevator in the provincial building and was standing next to this guy (I had/have no idea who he was).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I honestly couldn’t tell you what he looked like.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I can tell you that he smelled like a combination of the woods, a little bit of soft cologne and sweet milky chocolate.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Holy it took every ounce of me not to tackle him right there, stick my nose on his neck and get a really really good wiff.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t know it, but he was lucky to be only going up a couple of floors.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m not sure I would have been able to control myself any longer than two floors.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Whoever you are, and if you are reading this, keep doing what you’re doing.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That was one of the best man smells ever.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was like a drug I had a serious addiction too.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I almost followed him off the elevator, just so I could keep smelling him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;Another evening I was running on the track at &lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;MacDonald&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Island&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Over in the corner punching the boxing bags was this much older gentleman.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He had to be somewhere between 55 and 65 years old.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t think much of him until I ran past.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Holy moly, I thought the guy in the elevator smelled amazing.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well that was nothing to how this man smelled.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Again I couldn’t tell you much about him only that he was an older man who boxes.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But boy oh boy that smell.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There aren’t even words to describe it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I got goose bumps on my arms and even down the middle of my back.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t a very good run for me that evening.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Every time I started to get close to him I would just start sucking in all of the air I could, just so I could get as much of that smell in before I went past him.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not breathing properly while running isn’t a good idea.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I quickly turned as red as a cherry, tired out and couldn’t run any more.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I also didn’t want to leave and no be able to take in any more of his amazing man smell.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So a very winded me started walking laps.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think I must have been obvious or something with my breathing in as I went past him.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am pretty sure I appeared crazy or something as he did look at me funny my last couple of laps.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Deciding that I didn’t want to appear as a crazy smelling stalker chick I finally left.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Looking back on it now, I should have left sooner, but at the same time I wish I could have bottled up his smell and took it home with me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If it hadn’t been my crazy appearance I might have actually gone up to him and asked him what he was wearing.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I thought that would only be adding to the crazy factor.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I figured that if I ever wanted to not be single again I should keep the crazy side on the down low.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;However, with that said if any of you know who this man is please tell him he is the best smelling man ever and maybe ask him what he wears for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;There were many many other encounters like these two for me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I just couldn’t help but notice how good everyone smelled.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Lucky for me I was able to control my nose and didn’t get arrested for stalking anyone.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I have to say it was the hardest couple of weeks ever.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I will say I did finally get it all of that out of my system.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How I managed to do it, is a story for another time ;O)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/feeds/6340726301663596222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-smells-single-nose-will-smell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/6340726301663596222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/6340726301663596222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-smells-single-nose-will-smell.html' title='Oh the Smells a Single Nose will Smell'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056681208656507895.post-2787253300679103311</id><published>2011-10-03T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:56:38.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventure of Renting My Spare Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;As everyone knows it is very expensive to live in &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Fort McMurray&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A lot of families live cheque to cheque, not sure what would happen to them if the bottom fell out of this town.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well when you take away half of that income (go from a couple to a single person) the cost seems to be even higher.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I tried to off set the high cost of rent, gas, food and all of the needed things I feel I need to live normal, by renting out my second room.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Renting out my second room sounded super easy, I really didn’t have to too anything and I could cut the cost of my rent in half.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was actually pretty simple at first.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The day before I was moving in to my new place, Stephen (my brother in laws nephew) called.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He heard I was going to rent out the room and wanted to know if it was still available.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;WOW! I thought this was just way too easy.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t know Stephen personally, but I knew off him and knew he wasn’t a crazy murderer or anything.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He stayed with me for two months.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While he didn’t get in my way, and wasn’t a crazy party person or anything like that, it did take a whole month for us to get the financial part of it all straighten out.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He wife was to email me weekly payments, but this didn’t work out so well.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was always texting her asking for the payments and getting excuses after excuses&amp;nbsp;as a response.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think we finally got that part all figured out and a good grove going just as he was about to move out.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was lucky enough to get a job closer to where his wife and family lived.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t think too much about him moving out, it was a pretty good experience and thought I could do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Before I go any further you need to know that I am not the type of person to let people (especially people I don’t know) into my personal space.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have only had three “roommates” in my life.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The first person only lasted 9 months, and I asked him to leave, the next was my sister, and the last was my boyfriend.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So I guess you could say I wasn’t experienced or even really wanted some unknown person in MY space.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But because of the need and the pretty good experience I just had with Stephen, I decided to post the room again.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was posted a couple of weeks before anyone called about it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At this point I was getting worried that I wouldn&#39;t get it rented.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So I made the mistake and rented it to the first person who called about it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t know him and I didn’t even ask him his last name.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was just happy to have some extra money again.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;This experience was NOT a good one at all.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I met him, he said he had a job; it was a new one, but a job none the less.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After the fact I found out that he has had a LOT of jobs since coming to &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Fort McMurray&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in February 2011.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not a week after moving in he lost his new job.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So for the next four weeks he stayed in my condo as a hermit.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think he left the condo maybe three times maximum.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For that entire month he sat on&amp;nbsp;the floor and watched TV.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He would sit there just a foot away from the&amp;nbsp;TV until 4am and than sleep half of his day away.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There was no effort at all in finding another job.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While his job situation wasn’t my concern, getting rent each month was.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How was he able to pay me with out any income?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I wasn’t in any mood to deal with some sob story, so I asked him about it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He said he was holding out for one with Syncrude.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was when things started to get weird.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He started to get offended if I went out in the evenings.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He would also make food and tell (not ask, but tell) me&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I should eat it and get offended when I said no thanks.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t have issues eating, or even eating what someone else made, but I am not into being quilted into eating something you made.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The worst...no wait I will get to the worst in a minute, the second worst thing was that he folded my laundry.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know I know your thinking, “Fuck I would let someone do my laundry for me any day.”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But really my laundry is my personal stuff and unless you have seen me naked, are closely related to me or I am paying you to do it, you do NOT touch my clothes.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Even worse, this was a load of my underwear, bras and other items no one should see unless I say so.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t just take it and throw it in a laundry basket so he could use the dryer, no he folded everything very carefully and laid it all out in little organized piles on my bed.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t even need to use the dryer.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;FYI I had made it very clear that my bedroom was OFF LIMITS.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He wasn’t even aloud to walk up to the door.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But for some reason he decided it was ok to go in there to bring in and organize&amp;nbsp;my underwear.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I really just wanted to burn it all.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Because I couldn’t afford to go buy all new stuff, I opted to soak it in steaming hot water for an hour and re washing it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I told him about it and he looked at me with a deer in the headlights face.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This guy was either really stupid or had balls the size of a bull cow, as he did this a second time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;That was that, I asked him to leave at the end of the month.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I couldn’t take anymore of the creepy things that seemed to be happening&amp;nbsp;more and more everyday.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is where it gets&amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;creepy for me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I asked him to leave, as it wasn’t working out, he said “Well what if we went out on a date.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think you will like me, if you went out with me and than you would let me stay.”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yup that’s what he said word for word.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Holy I was about to lose my shit on him and really wanted to punch him in the face and say are you an idiot.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am very proud of my self control that day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I didn’t punch his block off.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I did very politely say no thanks and you need to be out by the end of the month.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The end of the month came and he left with no issues.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was a really nice change to the month he just spent hiding out in my condo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;That experience put a bad taste in my mouth to renting out the room.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I thought I should take a couple of months off from roommates, and look for other ways to cut my cost.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have started to look for a second part time job and I am learning to be a smart shopper and not to waste anything.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Keep reading future post to find out about my whole new world of smart shopping.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am still learning, so feel free to leave advice about how to save everything, even money :O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/feeds/2787253300679103311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/10/adventure-of-renting-my-spare-room.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/2787253300679103311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/2787253300679103311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/10/adventure-of-renting-my-spare-room.html' title='The Adventure of Renting My Spare Room'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056681208656507895.post-3582880879009107981</id><published>2011-10-01T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T20:26:48.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to get back on the dating horse :OS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;About a month after the split, I got it in my head that I was going to convince Jamie (aka the ex) that I was over him.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What better way to do this, than getting back out there and go on a DATE.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As scary as that sounded to me I thought that if I could just make it through one date, I could prove to him (really me) that I could move on and forget about him as easily as he had forgotten about me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Looking back at it now, I was trying to convince my self that he hadn&#39;t hurt me as bad as he did and I didn&#39;t want to give him the satisfaction of having that kind of control to be able crush me&amp;nbsp;like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;So me being me, with something to prove I was determined to go on a date.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The only problem with this was that I hadn&#39;t been on a date in 14 long years. I wasn&#39;t sure I knew how to date.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hell I wasn&#39;t even sure I knew how to flirt anymore. Even if I somehow figured out to flirt, how in the world was I suppose to meet someone.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Trying to find a guy to go a date quickly went from a simple idea to prove something to myself to a whole research project.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The more I thought about it the more questions I had.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At the time it wasn’t about finding someone to spend time or have fun with.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was looking for more of a quick couple hour date, so I could say “see you didn’t really hurt me that much, I’m already over you.”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;My big focus for a couple of weeks was the best way to meet a guy.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I racked my brain for options such as do I approach someone in a grocery store, or make an unneeded trip to a laundry matt.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What about clubs, do&amp;nbsp;girls still meet guys there (I haven’t been clubbing in years).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Should I take my dog to the park and search for single looking guys?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I quickly realized that all of my ideas involved meeting people in person.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Today will all of our technology it seems like people are moving away from personal contact and rely on texting, and emailing to communicate.&amp;nbsp; With this in mind I thought that&amp;nbsp;trying to meet someone the &quot;old fashion way&quot; may come off as a little crazy or desperate.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was at a loss, so I went looking for information from ladies who were more experienced in the dating scene of today.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I started really listening to other single ladies in the office&amp;nbsp;about where and how they were and weren’t meeting guys.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At this point no one&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;my workplace knew I was single, so I couldn’t come out and ask for advice.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I just became much more interested in how their private life was going.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I couldn’t even believe what I learned…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;ONLINE DATING!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They all have gone on blind dates with guys them met online.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I had heard of it before, but never paid any attention to it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Listening to them, did not bring me any closer to my goal of one simply date, it only brought about more question.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What was a good online dating site?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Should I have an account with several dating sites, or just focus on one?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What do you say about yourself in your profile?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Does posting a picture get a better response?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If so what kind of picture?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Do I contact potential guys, or do I wait for them to contact me?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What are things I should be looking for in their profile?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What questions should I ask them to make sure they aren’t a creep, serial killer, or just an all around crazy guy?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How much contact should there be before you set up a date?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The questions kept coming.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What if I was actually asked out, where is a good first date place?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What should you do on a first date?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If there is food involved is there something that you should never order on a first date?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There was just no end to the questions spinning around in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;A couple of weeks later my head was still spinning with questions.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe it was a full moon, or maybe it was the wine I was sipping on.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What ever the reason, I bit the bullet that night and created a profile for myself on the POF dating site.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not long after I posted my profile I began receiving messages.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I got very excited to see that several guys at least thought I was interesting enough to send me a message.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As I started reading those first messages, my excitement disappeared as fast as it came.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; I saw that the majority of the guys were a lot lot younger than me and have never had a relationship last longer than a year.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know I know, I said I wasn’t looking for a “real” date, so why wouldn’t any of those guys do?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; W&lt;/span&gt;hile I wasn’t ready to put myself out there and have a “real” date, I at least wanted someone who I could have a conversion with, someone who is at the same place in their life as I was.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yes I know your thinking “just can please her” but really what would I talk about with someone who I didn’t have any common interest or similar life experiences with.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Anyways, these types of messages and many other weird and unusual ones kept coming in.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That was until I got a message from a guy who was around my age, had a stable non site job (that was a bonus in my mind), liked similar things as I did and even looked pretty good.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After several messages he asked if we could go out for a drinks to meet one another in person.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It must have been another full moon or something because I got brave and said yes.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We arranged to meet at a local quite restaurant/bar the next day.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You have to understand that I am not a very outgoing person when it comes to blind dates and such.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am usually very stressed and will find a way out of it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;However, this time I was very excited.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think this was because after a couple of months I was about to finally achieve my goal of a simple date and be done with it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For me this was still about achieving my goal, not actually meeting someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Having that goal and not focusing on the fact I might actually meet someone nice was probably my downfall.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The next day I got all ready and meet him right on time.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He had a small bouquet of tulips for me, which was very nice.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He got up and shook my hand like you would at a job interview.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was ok to me, as I had no idea how to greet him (just another question in my head).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We than sat down and ordered drinks.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;FYI if you are not sure what to order or the word &quot;drinks&quot;&amp;nbsp;wasn&#39;t defined for you before hand,&amp;nbsp;let the other person order first.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was under the impression that we were out for “drinks” and so I ordered a &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; sling.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He on the other hand ordered just 7 up.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After the fact he told me that he doesn’t drink.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So I barley drank any of mine, thinking I was making my self appear as a slush.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We sat there and he talked for about two hours.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;During the date I was expecting there to be a lot of questions back and forth to get to know one another.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;However, while I did ask questions (when he actually gave me the chance), he kept changing the subject back to his experience with online dating.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He also didn’t ask me ANY questions at all.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I felt a little like his therapist, as it was very one sided.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He actually told me about all the girls he had met on line and detailed accounts of what each of the dates were like.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After two hours of these stories I used the reason that I had to get up early the next morning, to end it there.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Again I had no idea how to end a date or what to say.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It ended with a quite hug and him asking if we could do it again sometime.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Again I didn’t know what to say, so I said that the next couple of weeks were busy, but to contact me after that.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was already sure that I wasn’t interested in hearing any more stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;My first encounter with online dating left a big question in my mind “Why?”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t the worst date I’ve ever been on, but it was on that end of the scale.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So why is online dating so popular?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Are real actual solid relationships formed online?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why read all those profiles and messages hoping you can find someone, when in reality you guys may not be anything close to a match?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why have people moved away from personal contacted and opted to sit behind a compute to look for love?&amp;nbsp; The whole experience left me with even more questions :Os&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;After that date, I didn’t check that profile/inbox for several months.&amp;nbsp; I did however, feel like&amp;nbsp;i achieved my goal of&amp;nbsp;making it&amp;nbsp;though a date.&amp;nbsp; No it didn&#39;t make me feel much better, but at least&amp;nbsp;I was one hurdle closer to maybe&amp;nbsp;figuring out where I wanted my future as a&amp;nbsp;single&amp;nbsp;person in Fort McMurray to go.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;You will have to come back and continue to read to find out if I found balls enough to try another blind date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Bubba&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/feeds/3582880879009107981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-get-back-on-dating-horse-os.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/3582880879009107981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8056681208656507895/posts/default/3582880879009107981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singleladyinfortmcmurray.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-get-back-on-dating-horse-os.html' title='How to get back on the dating horse :OS'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8056681208656507895.post-5076625915557567708</id><published>2011-09-29T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:20:03.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little back story</title><content type='html'>Ok, so here is a little back story for all of you, so you can understand how I got to where I am today..... Well at least you will get a little tid bit into it anyways. It may seem ironic to say this but I am a very private person who doesn&#39;t air my dirty laundry. But since I have changed all of the names and exact locations I fell like I can let you into a personal side that isn&#39;t seen by many people and still remain private.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Being a single lady living in &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Fort   McMurray&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; isn&#39;t anything new. This has to be the capital of break ups and divorce. Everywhere you look there is a couple splitting up. I have always blamed this on the crazy site schedules and the greed people have for money. My journey as a single lady started one pretty spring day in April 2011. Believe it or not it was our 14 year anniversary. We were not married, but after a 14 year relationship with the same person, it sure did feel the same. This was to be an anniversary like no other. He had come back from visiting family and out of the blue said &quot;I hate my life and can&#39;t do this anymore. I&#39;m done&quot; Well I was totally floored. I didn&#39;t see that coming at all. I knew it was going to be a weird week, as it always is after he had visited his family. But I had no idea he had planned on leaving me. I kept thinking &quot;where is this coming from, what happened at his uncle bob&#39;s house&quot; I did try talking to him about it, but he wasn&#39;t having anything to do with giving any type of reason or talking about anything at all. So that was it. Just as fast as you can turn a light switch on my life was turned upside down in a way that I never thought it would.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The next two months were hell, trying to split up our things.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well really there wasn&#39;t much splitting to it, he took everything, the two vehicles, our home and everything else he wanted.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I had to find a new place to live, buy a new vehicle and still try to remain sane and show up to work everyday like nothing was wrong.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I had only told the people who were the very closetest to me.&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t tell co-workers until August 2011, four months after the fact.&amp;nbsp; Even than it was really hard talking to them about it.&amp;nbsp; It was a very hard time for me, a time that I vow to never go through again.&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This was how it all started for me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you asked me last year, would I be in this position&amp;nbsp;now, I would have said you were crazy, that I was in a solid relationship and that’s how it would remain until one of us died.&amp;nbsp; But I guess you never do really know whats around the corner for&amp;nbsp;you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Things have started to settle down for me now, so I thought that I could share my experiences, and maybe see if there were anyother people going through the&amp;nbsp;same thing as me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I will go back over the last 6 months and share some of the weird, funny and even the pity parties i had for myself.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you enjoy my blog and maybe it will bring a smile to your face and even open your eyes to the strange world of being a single 32 year old in this crazy town.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bubba :O)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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