Had my first post-divorce date Friday. Tried online dating. Had this AMAZING connection with this guy, and was really looking forward to meeting him. Most. Awkward. Date. Ever. Maybe because I haven't dated in 18 years and I legit liked him? I was certainly not my usual ultra-charming self. :-P Anyway, our 100-texts-a-day friendship disappeared. :-(. 100 reasons for it, but I can't help blaming it on being fat, though I sent him an updated and accurate picture before we really got deep in the texting relationship. =/
No matter. I liked him, but it was, after all, merely a first date. I have found myself telling myself since then that I have to make this or that good choice so I can go find this guy and show him how good I look when I resemble some of our 3FC maintainers and make him regret his horrible choice. =p
I don't know how long this will last, and I promise I will never go find him. I have removed all his contact info from my phone, in fact. But I may call these next 10 or 20 pounds my revenge loss pounds. ;-)
Dating again! Crazy!

on getting back out there! As a single lady, I know dating is not for the faint of heart! 





etc. It's just kind of the nature of the beast.