Boring sex and babies

Something must be in the air.. the water.. something!

Within the past few months I've been propositioned for marriage.. asked if I would move out of state to "give things a chance".. shoot.. I've even had one dude trying to name our kids! Of course I said no to all of the above but then I'm thinking to myself.. why not? I'm not getting any younger, right? The key word in settling down is settling so maybe I should do just that. Maybe the old folks were onto something when they weren't necessarily "in love" but made it work.

So there's this one dude in particular... we'll call him "Mr. Potential." Mr. Potential is cool. He likes me A LOT. Is very family oriented. Wants to be with me and all that good stuff.. but the truth is that my heart isn't there. If you looked at his credentials on paper you'd think I'd hit the jackpot. I'm so lucky, right? Not so sure. I mean he's nice and all (isn't that the worst way you can describe someone?) but where's the chemistry? The sparks? That feeling of "I knew you were the one for me" that I keep hearing people talk about...

Point blank I don't want to be stuck with some dude experiencing the mundane life of obligatory sex, wet diapers and playing Chef Girlardee just for a tax write off. Why part of me is considering just letting it happen is beyond me. Maybe it's that darn biological clock with the broken snooze button that's going off inside. Maybe I'm just bored "weighing my options" with these whack dudes who think their bubble gum rap will get me to break my relationship/dating celibacy. Either way I'm starting to think I'm hitting the same pipes as these dudes because clearly I'm trippin.