Dating

I've decided I'm taking a dating sabbatical. Maybe for good. It's too hard and I'm too damn old. I mean, seriously. Let's revisit my last three candidates, shall we, just for shits and grins (and for everyone's entertainment or mortification-whatever):

I tried dating the bad boy-we all know how that turned out. Further details not needed. No amount of therapy and/or psychotropic medication/alcohol can erase the horribleness of that time in my life....we call that "the year that never happened".

Next, I went the opposite route and tried dating a nice guy. Nice and boring are apparently synonymous, because seriously, talking to him was like watching paint dry. I feel bad saying that, but, hell, it's the truth. Had to move on from that one....

And then I tried dating my best friend. Ah...yea, all I got from that was a broken heart that I'm sarcastically pretending I don't still have.....and that's all I got to say about that (said in my best Forrest Gump voice).

I'm much happier sitting at home, by myself, watching Cubs games and reading People magazine. It's much less stressful and I don't even have to worry about whether or not I've shaved my legs. That's win-win in my book. I'll just go get myself 9, 10 cats and call it a day......sound like a plan?