Well, the positive thing about the date, I guess, is… that I am still alive.
And, I was brave enough to go, which is some sort of progress.
Other than that, pretty much everything about my date was a disaster. Let ‘s just say that it became obvious there were many, many reasons why Mr. 43 is still single at 43….
Well, it can only get better from here on out, right?
(….right, Karma? You know, you’re starting to owe me quite a bit, after the Narcissist, and Mr. Wrong, and Disaster Date…. Oh, no rush. Just pay me back this spring, please).