Dating Disappointment

I am attempting dating. So far, I hate it.

I am still trying really hard to keep Ex out of the picture. I'm trying to embrace the reality of that door being closed and his role in my life being "E's Father. " I'm trying. In an effort to shift my focus, I am officially dating. Yep, I'm on the market. Look out world, I'm ready.

But dating sucks. So far I have gone out with a 27 year old boy who desperately wanted a relationship and began planning our wedding before the main course arrived. Then came the 34 year old divorce' who was only interested in sex. (He never got that from me...but he sure was interested.)

Most recently, it was the 35 year old man who I thought was wonderful. He was a teacher. He was a Christian. He was a gentleman. Everything was going along swimmingly. I thought, "Wow...I might actually like to date this man." He was charming, and when he asked me out he had a plan. "Would it be ok if I pick you up at 7 and take you to that Italian Restaurant on the square?" he asked. I was thrilled to go on a date with someone who took such control of the situation. A real "grab the bull by the horns" kind of fellow. Yes...this would be someone who was officially "dateable."

And then I found out that he lives with his mother. Yes...the 35 year old, take the bull by the horns gentleman, still lives in a 10x10 room across the hall from Mom. Always has. Plans to move? No...not him. It's "affordable and close to the school."

Red flags waving ferociously. I'm trying to figure out the best way to back myself out of this one. The old "It's not you, it's me" thing seems appropriate as everyone knows it translates to, "It SO you." And it is, undoubtedly, SO HIM.

So far, no one compares to a bubble bath and a good book. I'm doomed.