Dating Adventures. Again - an older post


 
      In an effort to up my posts and become caught up over the years I've fallen off the planet, here again is a post from my Dating Adventures (aka: My Post-Divorce Adventures in Romance, or something like that).  A little preface - I began to form a love / hate relationship with dating in 2014-2015 (my first year outta the marriage). I love getting to know people. They are interesting, beautiful, and (for better or worse), I tend to see their potential right away. This can lead me to hold on and tolerate some pretty horrible bull$heet in hopes of seeing the evolution of a human .  This doesn't always occur (hence, the hate, or exhaustion from dating).  

Here is an excerpt from this time. 

June 13, 2018 – Bloggity, Single Mother Dating – Don’t take things so seriously, alternately titled, "OOPS, I dated a Felon."

Encounter for a date… 
Specimen’s name : JMB, from WI

Social Hx., per Specimen's POV. 
 Was married for 20 years. Divorced when she cheated, he wasn’t there, was into fitness. She became paranoid, but also sought others on her own after he “had nothing more to offer” her.  I looked up his past fitness business. This happened around 2014. He has 2 public offenses listed. One is in FL @ 300am for assault.  The other was for a hit and run in New Richmond.  Speculate: Alcohol related. Need to watch. Wondering if gym failed and closed due to financial strain and mismanagement ? Possible lifestyle choices -? Alcohol again or other.

Background: Occupational: Construction, Siding , Roofing, etc.. Owned his own personal training business – that is mostly online now due to his success in project management with construction.
Family: Daughters : 2 , in their 20’s .  One has a baby – yep. He’s a grandpa!
His mother and father divorced, but remarried. He does see his family fairly regularly, esp. his daughters. 

Conversation – sigh. As always charming , deep blue eyes and a sense of humor. Strong hug, beautiful smile, and has been through much in life. Talks a lot. Uncertain if this is like me – due to nervousness and being excited about  meeting new people/ the relationship prospect.

He seems genuine and loyal, however, I don’t know about alcohol and his history. I am trying to be patient and just enjoy learning more about him. 

 Fast Forward.... a couple more months

I learned the above specimen actually had been on bail, was supposed to be on house arrest during the 3 or 4 dates we had. Wow. I learned  I wasn't the first he had violated his parole with.  Holy crap, as we say in my unit, holy f&*king cow. This was the dude who kept utilizing pop psychology sayings to justify just about everything in his life. He also carried an angry streak with him, and when referring to his ex, refused to take any responsibility for his actions. When he began talking about how "unfair" the courts and LEOs (Law Enforcement Officers) were being to him, I knew it was time to go. NEXT PLEASE!

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