Good on paper

Amazing how much things can change in six weeks. It's been about that long since I last posted, and many changes. Nothing monumnetal, generally just an attitude shift on my own part.

I haven't spoken to FWB since the trip to The City I Might Move To. He was MIA for airport cocktails and has since taken up with another lady (and I use that term loosely). I am happy for him, enough anyway, but also almost wish that it bothered me. What DOES bother me is the fact that he just dropped off the face of the planet, without so much as an explanation or a "Hey I met someone else and I want to see where it goes." Anything. It is simply confirmation that he lacks character, which is the central reason I didn't want to get involved with him seriously in the first place. Enough of that, I just thought an explanation would be appropriate.

I have met a prospect, last Thursday, but the lack of a phone call since does not seem promising. Tomorrow will be a week. Is it normal to wait that long? Who knows how they do things in the "real world." Match.com has also yielded a few meager prospects, but nothing that panned into anything remotely interesting. I am remembering now why I concluded when I attempted online dating the first time that one must live near a metropolis area for match to be successful. Sure, there are exceptions, but I hesitate to spend a lot of time on such a long shot. Not having a computer at home proves challenging as well.

Finances: going well. Staying on track for the most part, but slowly getting where I need to be.

Theme right now is the post heading. I am concentrating on making myself attractive on paper, and happy with myself financially, physically, and mentally. I think if I can master two of them, the other will fall in line behind. Not that I am unhappy now, quite the opposite. I am encouraged by my progress so far (complete blackout of The Ex, emphasis on financial reponsibilty, focus on health, etc.) and eager to see how far I can ride this wave. Now if I could only find a way to force myself out of bed every morning to go to the gym at 5am....