So I met this guy on match. We’ve been communicating for about 2 weeks now and he seems nice. His name is Mikey (yeah I know right). He’s Italian and 26 and lives in Raleigh. I tried looking him up to see what I could find out about him and its like he doesn’t exist. There’s nothing on him.  I checked court records for the state, and I even checked the county’s tax website for him. Nothing.  I even bought it up to him and he brushed it off. Since my track record with men has been anything but normal, I want to make sure he’s not a drug dealer, a stalker, someone with a record, or something worse, a serial killer. He assured me he wasn’t any of those.  I’m inclined to believe him because so far I don’t have a reason not to. As soon as I do, he will be on his way out. I’m getting to old to have guys running around and keeping lies. That’s childish and should have stopped in high school.

     Since he’s given me his phone number, we’ve been communicating through text messages. Usually I initiate it and we talk all day sometimes into the wee hours of the morning. Like last night we talked until nearly 3am. By the way, he’s got a smokin’ body. I can tell he works out 😉 I’m anxious to see where this takes us. He works nights so it will be interesting to see how we’d go out on a date. I’ll let you know if it happens and how it goes.

     On the flip side, work is still the same. My co-workers are still wearing tight clothes and a select few drive me crazy. I’ve moved to the real estate side and I’ve learned some cool things that have made work funny and interest.

I’m not complaining because it gets me out of usual predictable work. My female boss commends me on my work. At least someone appreciates it.

     Home life is still the same. My sister and her husband seem to be doing fine. He hasn’t bought up the divorce anymore. My stepfather is still my nerves. Now he’s asking for money. He’s tripping. How is it my parents are asking me for money. Its suppose to be the other way around. Or at my age, not at all.

     Well I gotta jet. I got a life to live and catch you up on.