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Dating and 40.

The thing about dating in your 40's is that the single people there are to choose from are relationship rejects in one form or another. Yourself included.

Why is it such an unrelenting struggle when engaging in the formalities of love? 

Don't get me wrong, I am sure there are some prime men and women out there that are decent people, hold down jobs and drive nice cars that make them appear somewhat respectable.

But outside of all of those things, there is a reason why they are still single.

Have you heard of those stories where the couple brags about sleeping together on their first date and end up getting married anyway? Well, that doesn't really happen and if it does, he's either knocked you up or had a temporary loss of sanity.

Then you have the people who are not ready to grow up, starting off super attractive because they are smart and witty and make you laugh. Then when you even show the slightest hint that yeah, you could give them a chance, they either ghost you (suddenly disappear) or keep you on edge while they do the same to several others too. 

There's always the married ones. The ones who lie to you and tell you they are separated or divorced while either still living with their spouse or avoiding divorcing them for fear of long financial court and custody battles. So there you are, dating someone else's spouse, waiting for them to finish the deed so the two of you can get your life started.

Date upon date, and movie upon movie. The waiting for phone calls and texts and when you do get a repose it's some stupid smiley face as if you speak emoji.

Conquer and divide... her legs! Or so it seems.

Then there's just sex. If you are desperate.

It's a "mad mad world" someone once said, (or was that a song?) and dating in your 40's is not the exception to the rule.

Despite the sexting and the waxing (don't even think of having genital hair) the poor qualities (which all of us dating rejects have) there's those good qualities too.

Without a doubt there is definitely that one person out there who's contents inside their worn out and faded baggage match your own.

You can pal around town wearing matching socks together!

Until that day, chin up! Jowls and all - and keep wading through the weirdos.


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