Just call me old fashioned.

I don’t understand this whole new age dating bit.  When I started dating about 12 years ago or so, things were different, substantially different.  When I think about how dating was back in the old days, 50, 60, 70 years ago my jaw drops to the floor.  What happened? Shouldn’t love have become more evolved, more involved? Instead it’s become less evolved and less involved.  What happened to getting to know someone? Investing actual time?  What happened to making an effort to see someone?  What happened to putting some thought into an actual date?  What happened to being respectful?  What happened to having an actual conversation with someone you are interested, actually looking into each other’s eyes?  What happened to actually talking about things that matter, life, goals?  Definitely a thing or twenty million lol can be learned from our ancestors about dating.

Saving it all up (now) for “the one”……..

I inserted the word “now” in my title as in I wasn’t doing it before, but it’s a new day and never too late to start at this point and move forward.  Recently the thought keeps coming to my mind of “would that be fair to my future husband”? or “Is this going to make my future husband proud of me”? For some odd reason or another these thoughts have come into my mind and it has me thinking and contemplating my past, my present and my future.  When I was young(er) (young and naive, I might add) I didn’t think about my future, I merely lived in what I wanted to do, what was gonna satisfy me at the moment, what everyone else was doing. I never thought about what lied ahead or what could come from the decisions I was making at the time.  I’ll save ya’ll from all the gory details and the countless heartaches of what my horrible choices got me each and every time. It’s enough to say or better yet scream “IT ISN’T WORTH IT” fulfilling your flesh and casting your pearls before swine to get what you want right now, just not worth it.