As much as I’m through with the whole dating scene, sometimes something happens that makes me wonder if I might be coming upon a new opportunity to meet someone decent. 

I just accepted a 90-day temporary assignment for this company with offices downtown, right in the heart of the city.  Lots of people there hanging out at lunch time!  Even better, they are hiring a total of 25-40 new people for this assignment.  I’m one of them, so let’s say there is potential for 24-39 people that could be sexy, single men.  Hmm.  Men with jobs.  Weird.  Hey, it could be like my own Bachelorette show where I get to take my pick and kick the others off the island.  And I get paid to do it?  Okay, I like that idea.

K-Dub and I had a conversation yesterday regarding where we’re headed.  He mentioned something about how he’s afraid of commitment (aren’t they all?), but he doesn’t like to be alone, so he talks to a lot of women.  Okay, playa.  He then went on to tell me that he’s not ready for a relationship.  Interesting, since I dubbed him as a “play thing” last week.  Seems like we could be on the same page. 

But then he went on to mention that should this thing between us turn physical, he wouldn’t want to share me with anyone else.

To clarify, I said, “So you don’t want to share me, but I would have to share you?”

His response:  “No, we would have an understanding.  An understanding that we’d just be with each other.”

So I said:  “So we’re just with each other, but we’re not in a relationship?”  Meanwhile, I’m dying laughing at the whole situation.  He went on to say that it gets complicated and we’ll just have to deal with it when we get there.  Uh huh.  No wonder I’m single…boys are insane!

I met this guy online a few years ago, we talked on the phone, but for whatever reason never met in person.  We’ll call him K-Dub, since those are his initials.  Not to be confused with Kendra from the Girls Next Door, but a more manly K-Dub. 

He emailed me a few days ago and we started talking again.  He still seems cool and he’s still cute, so I agreed to go out with him last night.  We both wanted to see Saw VI (for the romance factor I suppose?), but he was concerned that wouldn’t give us enough time to talk.  Wait, who is the girl here?  But we went, no less.

Anyway, I was immediately comfortable with him.  He held my hand during the movie and when we walked out, he gave me a quick kiss on the side of my mouth and hugged me.  Tight.  He didn’t want to let me go.  He started kissing my neck…yowza.  He asked what I was doing afterwards…I said going home to pack for my trip.  He asked if I needed help.  Hello, fork in the road.  Sure, I wanted him to come home with me, no matter how much my mind kept telling me it may not be a good idea.  But, then I remembered.  Aunt Flo is visiting.  Evil bitch.  Decision made.

As I went home alone, I started thinking about this dude and where it could go.  I don’t necessarily see it as being anything serious, but he would be a nice play thing for me though.  He’s 4 years younger and is REALLY cute.  6′2″ yummy as well.  Hmm.

Oh well, I’m leaving town tomorrow (Vegas baby!), so we’ll see what happens with K-Dub when I get back…like sands through the hour glass, so are the days of our lives…

My mom had a dream last night that she was holding a baby.  He was about a month old and she was looking into his eyes, watching him in fascination.  He was my child, so she began wondering where I was.  She looked up and realized I was holding the baby’s twin sister.  HUH?  I love my mom, but I hope she’s not right that I’m going to end up with twins.  I’m just adjusting the idea of raising one baby at a time on my own, so the idea of two is a little scary!  I’ll love them no matter what, but yikes!!