I am currently separated . . . yikes, I know . . . a gigantic “Danger, Will Robinson, danger!” warning signal for many single women – especially those in, or coming out of, self imposed dating hiatuses (or is it hiati?) but, better to be honest about one’s status from the get go. Trust me (and my ex); while our decoupling may have been too long in coming, it is the very best thing for each of us. Not enough sustainable chemistry for either of us – - lots of periodic fizz, but, alas no fusion. So, no apprehension. No second thoughts. No bitterness. No worries.

My point in this preamble (or better put – - pre-ramble) is that I am not at all sure I have the relevant experience/perspective to even comment . . .umm. . . unless you count years of marriage as a verrrrrry long dating hiatus????? But, I am intrigued enough to plunge forward with an observation/opinion formed after years of both relationship oriented and self analysis (some assisted – - no not chemically, and some truly self-directed).

There is such a thing as chemistry in relationships (I know, I experienced it once, but both of us were unable to follow it through). You may not have found the right mix of chemicals for that special reaction . . . or maybe you experienced the reaction, but your lab partner didn’t show up for class that day. I liken that chemistry to sort of like a good vintage cocktail you get at a really good bar made by a really good, experienced bartender. It tastes absolutely yummy – - like nothing you’ve ever tasted before – - just the right combination of many ingredients each complementing the other, and none so overpowering that they hide the others . . . and after one drink, it’s like nothing you’ve ever experienced before – - slightly, but ever so delightfully intoxicating where each drink simply serves to sustain the good feelings – - not get you falling down embarrassingly drunk. You want more.

But, when you try and make it yourself, it falls short . . . maybe ‘cause you’re not sure what all the ingredients were that made it up . . . (if you can even find them anywhere) . . . or maybe you have all the ingredients but maybe the quantities were off . . . but since you’ve tasted it once (or twice) . . . you know it can be made . . . so you keep trying . . . till you get it. And with each mix you get closer (cause if you’re smart, you’ll write down the previous attempts so as not to repeat them). It may take a lot of trial (and some error), but with no risk no reward. And, you may even have fun trying – - who doesn’t have fun making and trying cocktails? In moderation, and always responsibly, of course.

Anyway, my point in all this mixed metaphor-ism is that without trying a bunch of combinations, how does one get to the right combination? And, to bring this all home to my admittedly inexperienced observation is that I fail to see how not dating, leads to the right dating?

I do believe that being at ease with one self, being comfortable in one’s own skin, confident in who you are, knowing what you want from life (and form a partner), what one is capable of giving/sharing to a partner is critical for that chemistry (and the right dating) to occur . . . for the true ingredients to mix, react, and hopefully fuse. The ability and the aura of being able to enjoy one’s own company (but certainly not to the exclusion of enjoying others), is what makes people attractive to others. If one is truly all those things, it should shine through whether or not one is in a dating mode. So, it is most likely you, and what I feel pretty safe in assuming is your aura or self confidence, and that is attracting all the attention and which may have men coming out of the wood work, not the fact (or act) of not being datable. Or, maybe there are just more men out there now.

One more observation: without your dating adventures/miscues, what else would your dear readers have of interest to read about?

I then continued on the Hate-Us but instead decided to work on being happy with ME (similar to you I did the “I should focus on work/career/chocolate cupcakes/etc”) Once that piece fell into place within me the guys started coming OUT OF THE WOODWORK! Where the hell had they been before this?!

I love that you are Hate-Us-ing (have the IP guy look into the full grammatical spectrum!) with that kind of mindset cause it reinforces my prior findings. Good luck and keep on enjoying the woodwork-dweller love!