I think I would rather go to the dentist than write about myself. Perhaps this has something to do with my being single and never married at 42. Time to change that.
I'm a somewhat compulsive person that hasn't quite achieved an optimal work/life balance. OK I may be a workaholic. I really love what I do and don't regret any of it, but I've certainly let other parts of my life languish. I think the good news is that I'm very aware of it now, and have an intense desire to make a change.
I am intensely loyal. I keep a small number of people extremely close - both family and friends. This exclusive group includes two short-haired short-legged Jack Russell Terriers. I spoil them and generally treat them like children. When it comes to relationships, I want to be with just one person. I'm ready to find that one, and have her be the last.
I'm sarcastic and I appreciate a quick wit in casual conversation. I also enjoy talking with people that are capable of synthesizing information into their own thoughts and opinions. I have a hard time engaging in frivolous small talk.
I've had a relatively small number of relationships - largely out of convenience and none of which I'd consider very fulfilling. In the past I have tended to prioritize external beauty at the expense of, well, everything else. I tend to be a giver, and this approach has yielded my share of takers.
Now external beauty is not the most important thing. I want someone who realizes she isn't perfect and seeks continual self improvement. I want someone who loves animals and has some sense of spirituality and belief in a power greater than herself. And I want someone with a strong work ethic - someone who has experienced and values challenging times and hard work. And while external beauty isn't the most important thing, it's still important. Physical attraction and chemistry are very important to me.
