That’s a very funny title for me to use considering most of what has spurred me to start writing here is the fact that I have recently had my life turned upside down by a man I thought loved me for the last few years.  Just over a week ago we were planning a wedding and now nothing.  Two days ago he came back to the place we’ve shared for the last two years to give me back the would be engagement ring.  An exquisite, yet small, 3 stone “past, present, future” ring.  We were using diamonds passed down through my family so now I have this ring.  What do I do with it? 

I wear it with pride.  Pride that I have not just crawled into bed and wept for the last week since the break up happened.  Pride that I got up each day “pulled on my big girl pants” and went to work.  Don’t get me wrong there have been times of tears.  But its successfully been 3 days without tears.  The scary part is I didn’t even cry when I came home after he moved out.  I didn’t cry when he dropped off his keys and my ring.  I didn’t cry as I started to sort through all my belonging trying to get rid of excess stuff because I must now give up our lovely 2 bedroom apartment and move back to my parents house at the wonderful age of 29…not exactly where I thought I would be.

So an old friend of mine took me out on the night of my ex’s moving day.  Wow what a night.  Dinner, drinks, laughing and a few tears.  We had such a great time catching up.  Even after all these years he’s there to come to my rescue.

So here I am back out there dating.  Its been four long years since I’ve dated.  Its sounds funny but I don’t really know where to begin.  My ex and I met online and I’m just not sure that I want to go that route again.   I’m just not “out there” in the bar scene or sports (although I’m trying to train for a 5k for the fall).  How do I go about meeting guys?  I work in a small office of unavailable men.  I have no prospects on the horizon and what worthy guy is going to have any interest in dating someone who is almost 30 and living at home?  EEK…I think I’m going to get good at the single life again, lol.  Making matters even more difficult is the fact that I live in “Couple-ville”.  99% of my friends are married…those bitches.  Anyone have any ideas?