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 Yesterday BOTH (only two right now) men told me they were only talking to me.  I didn't ask.  I did tell them that i was dating.  And dropped it.

One, the crusty older one who is a corrections officer, took a few shots - teasing or passive aggressive?  Don't know.  I haven't met him, or even talked to him on the phone.  Jealousy seems impossible.

The other, younger, Big truck driver, passed over it......and continued talking about different restaurants and food, etc.  He talks more about the things he'd like us to do, places, activities- a little bit of flirting thrown in but nothing over the top.  We have a lot in common and there's a lot of things we both like to do. (Thrifting being a big one)

Crusty talks about sex.  Not over the top, but it's his focus.  Hasn't really asked me any personal questions.....or given too much about himself up.  Beyond discussing work and what "open minded" is......not too much.  I have no idea what he does with his free time, if he rents, or owns, has kids- He's pretty bottled up.

So the younger one wants to know me, and Crusty wants to fuck me.

I still review my "likes" on fb dating.  still match, with a very little percentage that take the time to actually reach out with a message.  I don't reach out.  I respond with the same energy they give but i respond to all.  This. Is. Dating.  A job.  

I feel pretty lucky to be talking to two men.  Young trucker asked me out for this weekend but i will be in Milford all weekend.  Crusty has danced around asking me out........could be married.  Can't think of any other reason he wouldn't ask me.

But who can tell?

Last night i tore out the big closet again and put all my craft stuff back in.  I have to organize it better, and throw stuff out- probably tonight or next week.  I'm really trying to de-clutter my home and my life.  Make it simple and clean.......easy.  It's hard to throw away crafting items because i think of all the money i spent and the projects i planned on doing.....and never do.

So the clean out continues.  

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