Well, I suppose we’ll lump in a week’s worth of dating into one post, shall we?
In the last week, I had four more dates with the single dad dude. Yea, that’s right. FOUR. Where in the world does this single mom find the time to do all that? Hell if I know, lol.
But I ended it with him today.
All four times we hung out, it was fantastic. So, very fantastic.
So, you might be asking, “Jami, why did you end it with Mr. Fantastic Single Dad Dude?”
It’s really simple at the core: I deserve more.
That bears repeating: I just deserve more.
But when you break it all down, it gets really complicated.
He gets my sense of humor, the chemistry was off the charts, he’s funny, smart, creative, attractive, a great father, blah blah blah. On paper, he’s damn near everything I want in a man. Shit – dude even has skinny legs. I love skinny legs! Ha!
But, ultimately, he’s only a year out of his marriage that produced two kids, and he’s in no position to be settling back down. God bless him, I get it. I started a relationship shortly after my marriage ended and it was a big whopping mistake. To this day, my entire family, when asked about the “Big Time Republican” (yes, he gave himself that nickname), we all just shake our heads and laugh at me.
And, if I can be really candid with all of you out in there in the world, I think I’m just now starting to be ready to date and it’s been almost four years since my divorce was final, and about five and a half years since the marriage actually ended. And in that time, I’ve had one super failure of a three year relationship and a string of failed shorter ones.
And you know how I know that NOW I’m actually ready? It’s simple – I ended it with a really wonderful man today because he just wasn’t enough for me — I’m not sure he would have ever really changed anything about our situation. He liked me, he liked spending time with me… But like my friend Erin said, “I like peanut butter sandwiches, but that doesn’t mean I have to commit to them.” But really, that’s just not enough.
So, I’m slightly bummed, but mostly proud of myself. Maybe this is me really just starting to grow up…
Today, we were standing on his porch and it was a beautiful moment… He was behind me and I was leaning on the railing, the sun was beaming down and the wind was blowing my hair. I turned to him and said, “I’m kind of awesome…” And we both just looked at each other and smiled. Ten minutes later, I was gone, literally and figuratively.
