At this precise moment that are no men in my life – no romantic interest men, that is. Not only that BUT I have called off the search for the March Man. They are not worth the trouble – the most recent RTA proved to be a dud (again), but I was most kind in the end, texting the following:
Me: Please go away.
People laugh and say that this manless state will probably last about ten minutes, but I am determined. Preparation for knee replacement surgery on March 31, 2020 is the focus of my existence. Appointments are looming. Monday appointment with my beloved internist, get lab work done, go to dentist. Pre -operative appointment with the surgeon at the end of the week. I am on a roll.
As usual faithful Personal Driver is at my side – driving me to all these appointments in his Yellow Cab Chariot Up, up and away. As anyone can tell, I am in a good mood , it is because t there are no men in my life. It is such a relief actually as recent relationships have been most conflicted. Conflicted because they are impossible for one reason or another, sometimes for very good reasons which we will not get into. But then they cannot seem to either make the commitment necessary for the relationship to flourish nor can they totally give me up. It has been this way for years – well four years, beginning in 2016. I think four different men of major significance – three inappropriately young, three inappropriately rich. I do laugh. Occasionally geographic distances are a problem- three out of four. By the way flourish means thrive, prosper, grow/do well, develop, burgeon, increase, multiply, proliferate; spring up, shoot up, bloom, blossom, bear fruit, burst forth, run riot; put on a spurt, boom, mushroom. ANTONYMS die; wither.
I suddenly remember an hilarious conversation which took place in a Vancouver restaurant with one of the four men.
Me: How old are you?
Me: OMG I thought you were 35
He: I can’t help it when I was born Alexis
We just laughed and laughed, I had known him for six months, and knew a great deal about him but, for some unknown reason, did not know how old he was. Not sure what did us in at the end – geography was the final straw as I moved to San Francisco. But clearly he had not made any commitments or I would not have moved to San Francisco and stayed in Vancouver.
Anyway, that is water under the bridge. What does that expression mean? It is used to refer to events or situations that are in the past and consequently no longer to be regarded as important or as a source of concern. It just came to me, looked it up and it is perfect. What a strange gift I have. Another definition clarified the situation better: The idiom, water under the bridge is akin to another expression What’s done is done, which means it is too late and pointless to change the past, too much water has flowed; i.e. time stands still for no one.
There is nothing to be done about any of these men, any of these situations. They were doomed from the outset.
In one situation the stumbling block proved to be the mother, in another, the father. The father was going to approve of me??? Here we have another useful idiom. When Pigs Fly. The phrase ‘When Pigs Fly’ refers to something that is highly unlikely to ever happen. Example of use: “I might wake up early tomorrow to clean my room”. “Yes, you’ll do that when pigs fly” I do laugh, despite the fact that I guess my heart got broken. What was that man thinking? Of course, his father would NEVER approve of me. Everything was apparently preceding as to course – strangely enough and I was passing all the tests but it was doomed. This situation is more recent but water under the bridge is totally appropriate in this instance. Recent outside events have clarified this.
In all instances, but the most recent, I went on and found a replacement – usually within a couple of months, looking at the chronology. No, Alexis, no – not this time. Come to think of it, I almost did it again. RTA said he wanted to be making love to me when I was 100- but he really did not pan out. He was sort of a retread – if it did not work out the first time, there is no reason to think it is going to work out a second time. The same factors immediately came into play but were quickly recognized.
If I were a man I would be frightened to have a relationship with me because of my track record and the fact that I am the rejector. But the rejections were made with good cause, all of them. Despite enormous efforts on my part, in earlier times, the relationship was not meeting my needs, would not have met anyone’s needs – it reached the tipping point and I walked away. I laughingly say that I had best learn from my mistakes and make a list of men to be avoided.
I am going to begin – I am laughing as I do it. The following men ate forbidden: :
Terribly handsome men
Terribly rich men
Men that are married or in relationships
Men you have had a relationship with before and it did not work out the first time
Men who live far away
Men who do not read your blog
But I am not going to get in the same trouble again because the man who wants to marry me has to meet certain terms and conditions which are spelled out in the February 22, 2020 blog. I am blinding myself to the fact that no one has come forward. To put their money where there mouth is. That expression is used for saying that someone should do something, especially spend money, to show that they mean what they say instead of just talking about it. Used ub a sentence: “The company claims to care about the environment, but it should put its money where its mouth is.” This expression first appeared in America in the 1930s or 1940s. The idea behind this idiom is that it is easy to talk about doing something, but it is harder to do something about it.
So Alexis, wake up and smell the roses, that was over three weeks ago and the individual has not come forward.