|No worries, this ain't no diary, nor will it ever contain heart shaped dots...|
|Protect what you love|
This long intro leads to the following. I've met a boy. For the moment it's neither here nor there and it might be nothing, but I am curious by nature and currently restless. Not typically a combo that ends with me sitting in a corner twiddling thumbs. I'll admit I have been open to opportunities but not in an active sort of way like placing ads online or creating profiles on various sites.
It's never easy to meet someone. Married or not. But it's a little easier to meet someone whose daily ongoings I won't be a part of. Whose dirty socks that will never be my problem, and whose annoying habits that were charming in the beginning but now drive you to the edge of sanity at times, will remain charming because they won't be a daily occurrence. It's like being an aunt instead of being a mother - all play and fun and no arguing about bedtime.
Why write about this here? While I'm just thinking and haven't decided either way, this seems a good way to process. Because there really isn't anything to discuss with hubby yet. And chillax, I'm not an adulterer nor would I ever be with a partner that "belongs" to someone else without said partner's consent.
So we will see if this meeting leads to me; a girl, standing in front of a boy...