lifecoach lunch

My life is rather hysterical at the moment.  In the totally-not-funny, absolutely-everything-is-falling-apart sort of way.  My stomach has been in knots and I've been obsessed about the most trivial because I don't want to focus on the for-reals.  The silver lining this week is that at least my apartment didn't catch on fire.  Yeah, it's been that awesome.

Thankfully, my friend M provided a much-needed distraction at lunch, where we spent the hour discussing boys, relationships, and the hilarity known as my dating life.



Remember when we talked about dealbreakers?  Goodness, how much changes in a year...

M points out that I tend to exclusively date the ones who don't meet these requirements.  In a city of beautiful boys, these fellas typically end up being in the 22-25 age range, not always employed, and well... not my soulmate.
 

But, hey, they sure were fun.  Perhaps we can write it off as a rebound year? 

Somehow lunch turned into a life seminar as M provided me with my very own personalized "Guide to Dating in 2013".

Rule #1:
Stop meeting these boys when out drinking.  Evidently, too many vodka gimlets makes me forget about my dealbreakers.

Rule #2:
In fact, stop meeting boys.  They must be at least 28 years old.  The fact you hooked up with someone still in college is appalling.

Rule #3:
It's not all about the looks.
a.)  Six packs might be hot, but they need more than a slamming body.
b.)  Be more forgiving on the receding hair situation.
c.)  Accents/Foreign languages do not negate the rest of the rules.



Oh, M.... I appreciate you looking out for me, but we might have to start negotiating on this list.  28?  Really?  How about 25 maybe?