never married, over forty, a little bitter

unwanted attention

A few weeks ago I went to a networking function of former colleagues. Immediately a man who used to hit on me zeroed in. I have nothing against him, but he is most definitely not for me.

Under the guise of job leads, he’s been calling me and asking to meet for lunch. I finally capitulated and met him, and he had some good ideas, but they were leads for me to pursue on my own by making cold calls. In the meantime he has had to undertake his own job search. I feel for him, but I can’t be put in a “support” position at the moment, particularly involuntarily.

It’s hard not to wonder why I bother to get gussied up and get out there. It usually results in nothing but more problems for me, if it results in anything at all.

Back to secluding for the weekend!

the odd couple

I’m beginning to understand why my roommate and I became friends.

Despite being in his early thirties, he’s disinclined to socializing, and his favored position is prone on the sofa, in front of the TV, with an iPad on his stomach. He’s happy to have an uninteresting and low-demand job and to not do much outside of it.

I, on the other hand, have held dynamic jobs, exercise daily, read, cook, and get out on the town several times a week.

So what was the initial connection? I have to conclude it was that I was pushing forty when we met. Despite my much more active lifestyle, the social world just doesn’t yield much for a single, fortysomething woman. He probably thought of me as safe and nonthreatening and in need of companions.

I’m glad we formed a friendship. We took some excellent trips together, trips I couldn’t have taken alone, and had some good times. Elements of the friendship are beginning to depress me a little now though.

I have PMS this week and have attended three events in a row alone, so I probably just need to curl up at home for a while and get through this current dreary mood. My recent attempts at online dating aren’t helping. I had the one date with the guy I suspect is gay, but the three I wrote this week didn’t pan out into actual meetings. And I just can’t find anyone else I’d want to write.

I’m kind of at a loss again about how I’ll make connections here, although I’m thankful I have a couple of friends occasionally willing to meet up.

I liked Bella DePaulo’s response to this headline:

Yet I also thought the original article had some true things to say about staying single. In some ways I envy millennials in that maybe they will have more single companions to hang out with when they got older. I thought they were all getting married young, but I guess not: