I posted a personals ad on Craigslist last night . . .

Having had The Talk with Mr. TBH ("Where is this going, exactly? Nowhere? All righty, then.") I composed an ad to put on Craigslist to see what I could find.

Last night I finally posted it.

( It's kinda long . . .  )

Thirty-four responses in about twenty-four hours. Yikes. Most of them pretty articulate, too. It's going to take me a while to sift through all of them.

One guy who actually sent a picture and wrote in complete sentences mentioned he was going to be at some restaurant on Peachtree for some cheap wine, and I was welcome to join him there.

So I did. I even got there first. Which was good, because by the time he'd gotten there, he'd changed his mind about where he wanted to go--he only stopped by on the off chance that I'd take him up on his offer. So we went down the street to a bar that apparently had just opened and sat in the corner away from the guy on the acoustic guitar playing cover songs and had some drinks and a long conversation. He seems nice. I may even see him again, but I don't see it veering into relationship territory.

Today was lots of sleep and a few errands. Waffling on whether to go out or stay in tonight. Might at least go out to dinner.

Today I took pleasure in a long drink of cold water.

Today I learned the tarot card "The Hermit" is also known as "The Wise One".