The art of dating when you are in your 40’s is a perilous, soul destroying mission. I blame my misfortune with men on the 'fairy tale factor'... That never ending belief that love conquers all and that one day a prince will come.
Reality isn't even close to the fairy tale. Especially when the prince doesn’t just come with baggage – he comes with a bitter, money grubbing ex-wife clinging to his back like a hump.
Thursday, October 27, 2016
It's about 7.45 am. On my phone, I set a reminder about an interview... The trouble is, it doesn't say who it is with or what its for!!!!
So I have to ring the places I think it might be with and lie.