Project Love: Day #1

Tired of Love

Welcome to Day #1 of the Project Love blog challenge. Today’s topic, tired of love is one I have been struggling with for a while now. I feel like I have been focused for so long on finding Mr. Right that I have kind of lost sight of who I am and what it is I am really looking for.

Picture this.

The perfect man.

And by perfect I mean someone who has the perfect face with a thick head of luscious hair. He has a body that is built like this with healthy glowing skin. His body is muscular yet not overdone. His eyes sparkle and light up every time he sees me. When he walks by a group of women they secretely fantasize about him. His insides are equally as perfect and beautiful. He is friendly, social and romantic. He likes doing things that I like doing. He is a great communicator that knows when to be gentle and not push for unwanted communication. He loves to talk but also knows when to be silent. He gives me the space I need, but is also ready to be there for me when I need it. He is not needy or jealous. He is the perfect guy to bring home to meet the family, but also hot in the bedroom.

Screeeeeeeeeeeech…..that noise, my friends, is me waking up to my unrealistic list of qualities for Mr. Right. I have come to realize, in my five years back in the dating scene, that I need to get serious about searching for love. And by “get serious” I mean…stop looking for “Mr. Doesn’t Exist”, stop worrying about finding “Mr. Right” and just let love and romance happen.

You see, what I have done is create this image in my head of this perfect guy who probably doesn’t even exist. And because he is so perfect, I have just set every potential suitor up for failure.

I feel like I am so confused by the messages I have been given my whole life about my Prince Charming that I probably can’t even see what is right in front of me. Not that there is someone on the immediate horizon for me, but just that I tend to overlook those who may be perfect because they don’t fit my “fantasy profile.”

So here is my goal for the month of February.

Starting today, I’m going to let go of all of those fairy tales I was read as a child, put aside this fantasy of Mr. Right and get serious about sitting back and letting love happen to me.

Keep your fingers crossed, I have a feeling it’s going to be a bumpy ride.

Love is a Battlefield