So, current irons...
Mr Nice - I've lost interest.
Mr Red Trousers - I've lost interest.
Mr Spaniard - He has potential. Haven't chatted to him much today, but he's respectful of how busy I am, which is nice. We connected the other night over music and I want to meet him because of that. We had a moment.
Mr Outdoorsy - I do like the idea of a bit of rough, but I don't know. I think I'm going off him. He seems really overwhelmingly keen on me. He hasn't met me. Mr PT wants to meet me and has messaged me a lot, but he seems less intense with it.
Mr Snow - Where has he gone? Clearly chatting to other irons.
Mr PT - Actually, he's really sweet. Chatted to him the most. He wants to talk on the phone next. I cannot believe I'm even entertaining the thought of meeting a personal trainer. I am the "before" image of a personal trainer's work, not the "after". This is the new found confidence coming out...
Mr Local - He's new. I'm not sure I care. I've started to invest in Mr PT a bit.
I don't think I have the energy to count any more.
I've had another first contact come back - again, this is another guy who ticks all the boxes on paper but who visually I just don't find appealing. This one is not ugly and someone will like him, but I don't personally get it. I didn't reply last time; I haven't replied this time. God loves a trier, but I'm a mere mortal.
I think I've become a professional flirt. I can't seem to stop myself... I think I'm also getting a bit harder, re not wasting my time or theirs. Trying to learn from the rest of you here. If I'm not feeling it, I can't force it, I just need to move on. It is a numbers game.
Pondering a multi-date Sunday. How many irons can I see in one day, eh?