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 so there are men that talk to only one woman at a time.  Wow.

This group of 50+ singles is a little crazy.  No one has to ask first before sending a private message so no one really knows who is talking to who.  Unless someone makes it very obvious which is generally the women.  The men are expert at discreet in the room.  Women will start flowering his comments with hearts and making "us" statements.

It's kind of fun to watch.  I'd never do that.  I like privacy.  ROFL which is why everything goes here.  well, not everything.  But enough to remind me.

I'm not competitive, certainly not for a partner.  I'm mortified over those Bachelor shows.  Gross.  

Yesterday I bantered with a gentleman who I have in the past considered to be a bit much.  His memes are very adult yet I laugh my ass off.  He said something to me in the room and I replied with a private message.  Then I buried the "sent you a message" in a conversation.

He responded - said he was going golfing would message upon return.

wow.

Then he DID respond and said he was talking with someone and wanted to see where it went before talking to someone else.  He thought that was the right way to do things.  I replied "absolutely" with a smile face.

Not a long convo but impressive.

Nice to know some men still believe in getting to know one woman at a time.  The "rules" now are date everyone until someone comes out better than the rest.  I hate that rule.  I have no time to get to know many men at one time, nor do I want to try and remember who told me what.  

I'm not 20.  But now I understand what the little black book was for.  A roster.  Duh, MB.  I don't want a roster.  I want someone who wants to get to know me and then, even knowing me, thinks I'm the best for him.  I don't want to be compared to others.  

Currently learning SQL.  It's not as boring as I thought it might be.  I like to just know things, or be able to associate them with something so I can remember.  This isn't that kind of learning, but I am still enjoying it.  And it will be useful.

I watch so many videos and follow so many van lifers .......It can  be very expensive to live van life.  But I've already decided I'm not going to try and stuff an entire house into a van in size miniature.  That seems stupid.  I need a comfy place to sleep, and a non smelly potty situation for when there is no other option.  I will also need a hotplate, or something to make coffee that serves multiple purposes.  Lighting. Privacy.  a place to be able to sit comfortably and work if the weather is bad and I cant sit outside. a place for clothing (which will be minimal) and limited amount of food.  I will probably shop every few days considering I will be on the move.  I will have a "garage" of sorts under my bed that will be accessed both from the outside and inside.  It will have my "outside" stuff including a tent that attaches to the vehicle for longer stays if I'm at a campground.  Which I fully intend to do. 

Where do you shower though?  At a gym.  At a truckstop.  

I have to figure out gun laws and how to get medication refills.  It's funny but half my doctor appointments now are remote so......And there are clinics and hospitals everywhere.  I'm pretty low maintenance on the medication side of things.

I'm going to do this.  I'm looking forward to retiring SO I can do this.  I would do it now if I didn't have animals that I need to keep cool and warm during extreme weather when I'm at work.  I'm seriously getting excited about hitting the road and just going, and staying or not staying as long as I want.  I can't wait to meet people all over the country and see all the things I've never seen.  And I will have my home with me.

Would it be nice to do it with someone?  maybe.  But then, I'd have to consider and compromise with another person.  And maybe I don't want to do that.  Lets just say, single looks like the best way to do this.  However, nothing is set in stone and if I meet someone and he wants to travel inexpensively and live a life of the wind.....i won't not consider it.

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