First of all, snaps to my ladies Betti and Belle for their mighty efforts of churn. You have reached a higher state of zen dating bliss and are now entering 'churnava' a state where churning is familiar and comfortable, like putting on a pair of familiar warm and baggy tracky bums (sweat pants to the Americans in the room). You're entering a comfortable state of dating when it gets easier! Fear not Belle, you have not climaxed yet, this is a test. The Churn is testing you, can you keep up the momentum? There may be quieter weeks where it seems near impossible to get a date and others where it is easy peasy lemon squeezy.
Belle has faced a confounding conundrum? The line? Draw it? Walk it? Ride it? As with all great heroes and heroines on epic quests of the heart, Betti, I put it to you to look inside yourself for the answers you seek! If the man is a freakazoid nutjob do not date him. If the mere sight of him bring up your Honey Bunches of Oats, just walk away. No one is saying you have to start going to the state penitentiary for your weekly date (who knows though? Big burly men with tattoos? Yum!) but also make sure your not writing someone off just because you're being picky. This process is all about balance my churnlings.
Which brings me to a new Churn decree. When you're not sure about a guy or gal, in the sense that they could be interesting /alternative or they could have a pile of bones in the corner of their studio apartment it is upto you to step up, roll up your saggy tights, don a wooly pencil skirt and morph into Angela Lansbury. Keep going! Investigate! Find out if this guy has a glint in his eye or if it is in fact a glass eye (true story). What makes him tick? Three Date Minimum Ladies! You never know how a guy may turn out so don't give up!
