I also don't understand where guys get the time to have an affair.

Also they're assholes who aren't doing a big chunk of parenting and building their kids spaceships and such.

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Dammit, Gud. You're doing so much good, hard work and getting so little back. I wish there was some way to make things good and right and fair. I wish Emaryn's ship was real and you could climb in and flip the toggle switches and zoom off to someplace happy and loving. I wish my wishes did a damn bit of good.

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do I have too many things in the filter

Some of mine would be tough, too, because Stephen is an awesome dad. So not only would a potential new guy have to like kids in general, he'd have to be understanding, patient, willing to play, etc. Or at least willing to try.

Of course, this only applies to me if Stephen gets run over by a bus or some such (God forbid), so I'm not too worried.

I also don't understand where guys get the time to have an affair.

Stephen's office had a lunch meeting in a local park last week, and they actually witnessed an affair-in-progress. The couple -- two adults in business garb -- pulled up in separate cars, he got into hers, they proceeded to make out for a while, and then he got back in his car and they left.

Of course, it could have been a cute married couple who wanted to fool around at lunchtime, but Stephen said he got a distinctly shifty, guilty vibe from both of them.

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Were there probably wonderful people I never considered because of the cat thing? Hell yes.

...this. Less people in the potential pool.

I think that's more of a priority if you like people.

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I couldn't do an affair, it would just be wrong.

It's also not going to make you feel better in the long term. It's like drinking heavily in that respect.

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I think that's more of a priority if you like people.

Next time around, I am totally dating Sebaceans.

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Stephen's office had a lunch meeting in a local park last week, and they actually witnessed an affair-in-progress. The couple -- two adults in business garb -- pulled up in separate cars, he got into hers, they proceeded to make out for a while, and then he got back in his car and they left.

In my happy land of denial, I'm going to choose to think that this couple has been married for 8 years and just wanted a lunch make-out session with each other.

See? Isn't that romantic and warm fuzzy making?

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I don't know anyone now, but my paternal grandfather was generally book intolerant. He thought that time spent with a book was time wasted. Whenever he caught his son reading, he'd get pissed off about it. I'm pretty sure my Dad became a bookworm as an act of teenage rebellion.

This could have been part of a brilliant strategy. I'm picturing your grandfather hiding War and Peace under his mattress, and putting on a book-hater facade, to get your dad to read. I think I'm going to tell the kids to watch more TV.

yet if I suddenly found myself alone and wanting to find someone new, there would be a lot of filters in place that have to do with who I am *now*.

I think right now, all my filters are set to: Is he Scott? I can't imagine someone else.

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I think right now, all my filters are set to: Is he Scott? I can't imagine someone else.

That, too. Like I said, not gonna happen without an act of God or some other natural disaster, so I don't worry about it too much. You know, except for when he's inexplicably home late from work and I'm certain that a bus *has* run him over and I will be alone forever... Gotta love catastrophic thinking.

See? Isn't that romantic and warm fuzzy making?

I like your happy, romantic land of denial. I may need a day pass there occasionally.

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Next time around, I am totally dating Sebaceans.

But... no tropical vacations!

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