As I’ve mentioned before, since I woke up, I’ve been attracting a different type of guys. It seems that one of them, who we’ll call Prince, is serious. I just finished having a nice conversation with his daughter. It would be weird if this wasn’t confirmation of a gutt feeling.
I didn’t blog about him before because it was one of those things that could have ended like ships passing in the night. His job requires that he travel A LOT, and Haifa with me in it, could have been one of the flowers in the flight path of a brilliant butterfly.
Apparently though, he’s no butterfly. My instincts are in good working order, and I owe Hypatia many thanks for helping me to get back on track. So now, I’m off the market unless or until he decides otherwise.
My swearing off sex until I stop losing weight is not going to work out. I don’t worry that my shrinkage will be a problem for him though. Nothing about him says “insecure”. We’ll see where it goes.