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 6, 2016
Home Again... And guess what? I got a job!
It was the first one I went for! I'm shell shocked? I kind of believe my brain is stuffed; but maybe it isn't...