I have been in a pretty good mood in my new phase of life. There is more time on my hands but with more things to do. I thought being a single parent was time consuming! But there comes a moment when you stop and think. Wow! I better enjoy the time I have now. Because, time goes forward not backward.

Being an empty nester, I am now ready to consider the opposite sex again. A big move on my part!

I actually signed up for a dating site! I did it after so many years of inactivity. Me. The person that puts the ‘in' in insular lifestyle. I could have made butter with the amount of time it took. Most people probably would have taken 15 minutes. It was about 2 hours for me. A part of me was asking, “What are you doing? Do you really want this?” I put myself on autopilot and continued. I completed the free posting and looked at the prospects.

Oh, my…

...Some looked sleazy.

...Some looked like derelicts...I happen to know first hand about this.

...Some were just... scary!

By the end of perusing the profiles, I was actually hoping that no one would contact me.

And I was told it's best to be on 3 or more sites.

What?!

I could barely do this one time...how was I going to do it times 3? Plus.

At least I kept the promise to myself to actually complete the task. To focus more on my personal life. No matter the amount of time it took.

I did know I had procrastinated about signing up for this first site. I knew also it would be the same with the next one. It took a lot of emotional energy to do this!

At least I kept the promise to myself to actually complete the task. To focus more on my personal life. No matter the amount of time it took.

I did know I had procrastinated about signing up for this first site. I knew also it would be the same with the next one. It took a lot of emotional energy to do this!

After finishing up I pushed it all aside and went for a swim.

I really do enjoy being active again! In the pool I could just focus on enjoying the feel of the water and not my lack of an intimate social life. That was until "Old Man Sam" brought his ‘blue eyed’ swag self and sat down to enjoy some sun.

Somehow, he always showed up when I swam.

I don't know why I made up that name for him. But it fit. He was 60 to maybe 65. He once said he was blonde...but you couldn't tell with all the silver hair he had.

He had also said he went to the gym frequently.

You couldn't tell that as well.

His rather rotund belly bulge was there for everyone to see.
I can do belly love...but the er... circumference!...

Don’t think about it...

I'm not 18 thankfully. The experiences I had then I wouldn't want now. What about the body? Strangelyb enough I'm not to sure anout that. I am more curvy. But I love it! Some would consider me fat, there are others that would say I’m thick-fine. No matter I enjoy the skin I'm in. I am however somewhat vertically challenged so “Old Man Sam” was a good deal taller than me. Maybe, around 6 inches.

So, that was a lot of man.

He waved, I waved back enthusiastically and continued to swim.

At least he had most of his teeth. I thought.

At my age that was a plus!

Laughing at my own dull wit, I completed my set of laps and exited the pool to sit on the chair and dry off with my towel. But by that time the hot sun was beating down on the entire side.

Texas heat.

As I have said a million times...it's unforgivable.

I knew it would take a heck of alot more