I had a great day yesterday. I threw away so much trash that has been cluttering my life. Today I am going to throw away even more. I have always said I hate dust collecting trinkets yet when I look around I am almost swamped by them now.
but that is not the purpose of my blog today.
Girls are strange.
I have actually started a Vlog (video log) on my computer entitled just that. it details all the strange things that happen to me when I meet ladies.... and some of them are truly strange!
Last night I went dancing.
yes I am 48, 125 kg (that's 275 pounds to those of you still using IMPERIAL measurements..... I don't get that either.... Americans fought the War of Independence against Great Britain yet they still use the imperial system of weights and measures that even the British have moved away from!)
back to dancing... 48 years old (on the outside.... 18 on the inside) 125kg, (intelligent, well employed, a great cook, Multi-talented, loving, a good conversationalist, G.I.B, Own home Blah Blah) and I love hitting the dance floor in a nightclub and pumping it hard for about 4 hours straight. I am fortunately a good smiler and a relatively good dancer so I get to dance with many lovely ladies.
Last night I danced with a really delightful lady. She has been a quiet passion of mine for ages and we have danced often in the past.... but she always makes the wrong decision about men..... she always picks other men instead of me! Haha
None-the-less she and I dance together and we fairly SIZZLE on the dance floor. Everybody can see it and I definitely FEEL it.
I was even bold enough to invite her to lunch today (politely refused - "i have to do my washing" ... "you can use my washing machine!" I say, "hahaha you are so funny Mark").
So the music ends. we leave the nighclub together along with her Aunt, her neice her aunt's daughter and her male "cousin". standing around outside I offer to drive them home (i mostly drink water when I am dancing) when her phone rings and amongst the conversation I hear her say "I will call you when I get home darling"... her Niece explains it is her NEW boyfriend...... GRRRRR.
I have to say I tried to stay away from her last night because as much as I adore dancing with her, I hate feeling let down each time the night ends. But she kept coming to get me to dance with her, inviting me onto the dance floor with her sexy eyes, her flirtatious moves, the works.
She makes me lose my resolve.
DO I WALK AWAY, or hang around hoping for a sunny day? DO I JUST DANCE and give up on the relationship that I CRAVE? At the moment I feel like a puppy under the table waiting for scraps to fall on the floor so I can get them.
Help me ladies! Help me Alpha males. Help me Dating Gurus!