I should have stayed on sabbatical

So I have been on sabbatical from my online dating. I just haven't had the time or energy (nor the desire really) but I got suckered into going on a date not long ago. I got this message from a guy named Patrick. He wooed me immediately by saying I sounded like this amazing woman and that he would love to meet with me. Wow. Ok. So we started talking. I knew immediately that it might not be the best of plans. He was pretty chatty to begin with and didn't seem to understand the idea of boundaries. He wanted to text me all the time. He worked nights and would call me on his lunch breaks. (Commitment). But he seemed very nice and was respectful.

I met him for coffee yesterday (Saturday the 12). He was nice. We met at The Grind in OP. He was on time, although he doesn't really like coffee or tea or anything else one can get at a coffee shop. So we set and talked for about an hour. I was reminded of a few of the guys I went to school with. I knew things would be bad when I hated the smell of his cologne. Gah! It kind of made my tummy hurt. LOL. He didn't stink or anything but I could never have lived with it! His faith was nowhere near where I would needed it to be. (We had discussed Bibles and our faith and he said he had been to several different types of churches but hadn't been able to find one he liked enough to stay with). However it turns out he has only sat in on two church services (LOL) and they may not have even been in his non teen life, I'm not sure.

He was SUPER nice and when I got up to leave he asked if I would want to do this again. I had to tell him that we weren't in the same place in life (I know I use that a lot but truth is truth) but that I would be glad to be his friend (but I also through in that I was fairly busy until after the holiday which is also true). So Patrick was a bust. But he is nice. Just not for me.

Another date gone horribly mediocre (or perhaps slightly less).

When it rains, it poors...or when it beeps it roars?

So this morning I finally force myself out of bed for a morning work out. I hate doing this. More accurately I DON'T do it. No matter how much I tell myself I am getting up early to get my work out in, it doesn't happen. So this morning, I set my alarm for 5am to get up and go workout because I KNOW that small group on Wednesday won't allow for time for a good work out.

My alarm goes off at 5am and I snooze. 5:10, snooze...5:20, snooze..5:30, ok Megan its now or never. I get up and get into my work out clothes and head out the door. I have a decent workout for 45 mintues and head back in to the apartment. I put a kettle of water on for some warm tea on the way to work. I hop in the shower. Beep, beep, beep my back up alarm starts going off at 6:45 when I just shampooed my hair. I hurry through the rest of my shower hoping the neighbor that shares my bedroom wall miraculously slept elsewhere last night.

Alarm off and robe on I start to blow dry my hair only to hear another beeping. What could it be but my smoke alarm. Something has fallen into one of my burners that my tea kettle is on and my apartment smells like (and obviously has) smoke all over. I wave it off and take my tea kettle off. I get back to the bathroom only to have its piercing beep start all over again. I climbed up and took the stupid battery out (dangerous I know but at this point I'm worried about a lynch mob).

Out the door I go with all of my things cluttering up my arm space. I head to the car, throw in my laptop and purse and jostle everything around to get in when I hit the stupid panic button on my car. Seriously?!

If my neighbors ALL over my apartment don't hate me, well then its just because they don't know who I am. Sigh. Maybe I should never wake up early to run again!