Well, it's Sunday....if you are in the same place in the world that I am...it is a dreary unseasonably cold Sunday.
Which does wonders for my mood.
Bachelor #1 is still around. Still handsome and still plagued by pessimism.
Bachelor #2 is on his way out. After a truly boring date, I think we have a mutual understanding that we're not going to be seeing each other any more/
Bachelor #3 has effectively disappeared. After lots of pretty words and hinted promises, I haven't heard from him since Friday. Granted there are other things at work in the universe here. But why create excuses? I am just going to accept the fact that this is not going to go any farther than it has. Who cares about the incredible chemistry? (Well, I do...but this seems to be my lot in life these days. Find a guy who you have great chemistry with and he goes running in the opposite direction.)
And the EX...he is so sure of himself, so sure that I will come back to him, that he booked a hotel room for us last night without even asking me.
What does that say about me? Am I really that pitiful? I guess I'm not that desperate because I didn't go....but I was tempted.