Fishy, Fishy, in the Sea…

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When it comes to dating, I’ve had one foot in the water and the other just kind of dangling on the outside; signifying that I wasn’t quite ready to put myself out there.   I like my life.  I am not unhappy, but I miss sharing it with someone.  I have set my boundaries, I know what I don’t want, and I know what is important to me. My psyche is giving me the green light.

There are many fish in the sea, so they say. LOL.  Yes, but there are so many kinds of little fishies.  Where do I start?  Do I want to be on the end of a hook, dangling in the vast water that can get a little murky at times?  Oh, they can see me clearly, I’m just now sure about them.

As I entertained the online world of dating, I had a few bites; Afterburnner10, DrunkenEddie57, and Freeagent48; to name a few.  But sadly,  I had to throw them back.  I began to wonder, is there something wrong with my profile?  Am I exuding “loose woman,”  “drunk and disorderly,”  or “I’ll take someone’s left overs?”  I think not.  So… What am I doing wrong as I’m staring at picture of a man who has so many tattoos I’m not sure where his clothes begin and end.  Now mind you, I have nothing against tats, but there is a limit.  So as I sit perched on my hook, quite nicely, I might add:) I’m just not feeling it.  I don’t see any fishies that have made my colorful scales light up.  I guess I’m not good fish bait.  So out of the water I come; back on dry land.   Let’s just say, my online experience was not what I had hoped.

I decided I was  going to just live my life, like I always do and someone will just come along when I least expect it.  RIGHT?  Well, someone did, for a short time.  We met by accident. (the best way:)  He loved being with me, talking to me, working out with me, and just hanging.  I liked it too.  UNTIL… He found out my age.  That nasty number that just seems to get in my way.  He couldn’t see me anymore. I was too old for him.  “But wait,” I am still the same person I was yesterday, why does that number change anything?  Sadly, I had to say goodbye to him too.  Or I should say, he lost a da** good fish.  LOL

My batting average is a little weak,  or my casting, if we are going to continue on the fish theme. but hey, at least I’m out there.  Someone is bound to find me.  It will be the right one.  The one who excepts me for me and doesn’t mind the amount of those 2 digits that have been attached to me since birth.  My healthy mind says I’m 35.  Who cares what the chronological number is.  It’s all in how you feel!!!  And I’m feeling really good!!

I am not going to peel off any of my scales or have any of them lifted.  This is who I am on dry land or on a hook; take it or leave it:)  I like who I am!!

So if you are out there in the same sea as me, don’t be discouraged.  Be positive and like who you are and they will find you:)  Feel free to share any of your dating experiences.  I hope you could laugh at mine.  I sure did:)

Keep hiking to the top!

Kimberly Rae

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