Time flies... part 2

Back to time being fleeting and fast-footed.
So since my birthday, I have got 2 puppies, who are now almost a year old. I have got myself a new home (yes, its a home- I have decorated it and made it my own, and yes, I can dance naked in the kitchen without having to worry about anyone else, its awesome, try it!!)
I have spent a week in Cape Town being a holiday maker (instead of visiting my SA family) and have done a few weekends away to various places with friends and generally had an awesome time of it so far.
And then I came to realise that I'm still single.... and I'm still looking for that special person to share all of this with.
And then, when I thought a little harder about it, my South African love life has been a pigging disaster!!!
There was the English guy who turned out to be more married than he originally inferred.
There was the English guy who was still in love with "the one that got away" and spent his time texting her behind my back.
Then, the funnier ones....

The one I shall refer to as "Broke Boy" who did not want to spend any petrol money coming to see me for a date unless he could stay overnight as it was not "financially viable" and who, when asked if he wanted to come watch a Sharks game with me and my friends, said unless he could get a free ticket, he would just chill out and watch TV at my house, until I got back.
Just so we're all clear on this, at this point, I had been for lunch with BB once (which he managed to get me to pay the entire bill for) and thats it.
Why on EARTH would I let someone I had met ONCE, hang out at my house on his own? I mean, really.....

The one that told me after date 1 that he was emigrating back to Zim, only to catch him in my local Woolies a month later.....

Am I bitter?
Nope
Am I confused?
hell yeah.

Watching my friends all meet their "One" has been tough. I think 6 of my friends got married this last 12 months, and another 4 or 5 have had kids.
Meanwhile, I am figuring out what is wrong with this picture.
After my divorce, I was happy to be single for a while. I needed to remember who I was, and what I was about, and I needed to let my hair down a little and think of only me.

Its been 5 years now, and its time for a change..... I miss cuddles on a rainy morning (or a hot summer afternoon for that matter) I miss the little intimate moments you cant have with your friends, or your puppies- like watching the sun set, or holding hands, or that moment when you both laugh, and it feels amazing.
I miss the butterflies you get when you first start dating someone, and the butterflies you get when you're totally into someone and you know they are feeling the same way too.

Maybe I'm an outdated romantic, but I dont care. I like the little things in life.

What I do know is this-
Its highly unlikely that "The One" will be found at a bar or nightclub.
When you're in your 30's, most of your friends' friends are married, attached, gay or a combination of all 3, you're going to struggle to get introduced to someone decent.
Saying "The right person will come along when you least expect it" gets boring after 5 years.


Hang on, 5 years???

Bloody hell, time flies.