This is a dilemma for the females at 35, no boyfriend and no prospects, males don’t want to admit they have another problem at 35.

My cousin just turned 35, she has been battling a horrible disease for the last twenty-four months, divorce. Now that she has been in remission for several months, she has been looking forward to doing what she loves, Dating on the Side. This is the reason she contracted the disease in the first place, but fortunately the new vaccine worked, and she can start living a normal life.

Dating on the Side is a sport that requires a lot of skills, good skills are developed in the teenage years and usually only done as an amateur sport until marriage, then, most players don’t pick it up unless they get contracted with the divorce disease, and then they make it a life commitment and become pro players. Even as pro players, Dating on the Side has many challenges, age is important, if you are under the age of 30 your odds are better as many of your friends still single and hovering in singles bars, however, if you are over 30 and reaching the 35 mark, you are going to have to practice, practice, practice.

Let’s narrow down some of the skills required at the 35-year mark. First and most important, you are going to need to purchase the uniform, as any other sport, without the proper clothing you are not going to be able to join any team. The advantage here is that DOTS (Dating on the Side) sport has unique uniforms and none two should be alike, avoid purchasing your uniform in known stores like Walmart, Target and specially Marshalls. Your uniform needs to be in the size 8 or under, any uniform above 8 is going to require specialized training for you. Don’t get fool when your friends tell you how good you look; they are probably married.

Any specialized training will be discussed in another blog, here we are going to concentrate on those who managed to fit in anything smaller than size 8. Now that you have the uniform you need to find your team, and finding your team will not be easy, your regular friends are married and those that also contracted the disease like you, are not probably in the size 8 and under, if you catch the disease because of DOTS during your marriage don’t expect those connections crawling back looking for you, they are crawling alright, but while you were battling the disease they found a size 4.

• Your friends are telling you to go out, you are thinking, go out where.
• Your friends tell you to look at work, you tell yourself everyone at work is over 50.
• Your friends tell you to meet some people at church and you remember it was for Jesus you are where you are. Jesus García has not been seen after your ex found him in your house.

If you do have the right uniform and the time to go out, scout the hormones at work and try to find Jesus at church again you will be ahead of the game, however, if there is no luck on any of these places the problem is, you packed your husband too late. DOTS may have been the reason you have a new uniform but turning single at 35 is only going to get you a grandpa who is half blind and deaf.

Men at 35 believe they are the cream of the crop, if they happen to become single at 35, they automatically start looking for anything that walks between 18 and 25, however, they failed to purchase a uniform, they believe they will score no matter that they are wearing the same shorts they have-on for the last 5 days combined with a t-shirt that says “Women belong in the kitchen” The only thing these men are going to score is a pay dancer in Cancun.

Deaf and blind, those specimens that crawl out of McDonald’s at 9 am are looking for you. They are already retired and any female under the age 40 is a prime catch; nice and young, well dress, a career woman that is not going to drain his social security check. You are 35 with a nice uniform looking for love and he is looking for love with a nice uniform. He will call you honey, sweetie and lovely, and you keep calling him pops. You are looking for a nice 35 to 40-year-old with a sense of humor, good looking, with a nice white-collar job, preferable a lawyer who can appreciate a nice sophisticate woman who managed to fit into a size 8.

Today is Friday, you convinced your best friend daughter to go out to this new singles bar that just open up and everyone is talking about, Across the bar there are three 30 something good looking guys staring at the dance floor while you are hoping they stare at you. thirty minutes later and no prospects, a tall handsome gentleman leans over your table while he murmurs the words, would you like to dance? your eyes sparkle in disbelief, your smile reaches from cheek to cheek and while you adjust your blouse your hear the words, yes I would as your friend’s daughter stands to go to the dance floor.

Left alone at the table your mind starts to wonder, what’s wrong with me? This gentleman rather rock the cradle than meet someone closer to his age that can hold a conversation about politics? Instead of talking about drinking and bar hoping on school nights he could be learning about my interest in knitting and the great Christmas stocking I made for my nieces. Ten dances later, your head is pounding from all the knock knock on the floor, you are tired, you already had two drinks and your friend Catherine still pounding the dance floor, finally you call her on the side and tell her it’s time to go, she gives you a big smile while holding Peter’s hand and she replied, you go ahead I’ll take an Uber. You say goodbye a little disappointed, it’s almost ten o’clock.

Three months later with no boyfriend and no prospects you wonder if there are any men out there for you, at this point you move on to plan B, Match.com. First thing you do, you lie about your age, you post a photo of yourself when you were twenty and you put under interest: Traveling the world, Sipping wine under the fireplace, going to concerts and watching sports. Under the Man you are looking for: Thirty-five to forty, good sense of humor, single, no drugs, good job, loves children.

For months and twenty dates later, you change your profile. Looking for someone who can appreciate me for who I’m:

• Hobbies : Knitting
• Interest: Going to little league
• Looking for: A man who can treat me like a lady

A week later you are out on a date having a great time, your date suggested going to the park with the kids.

Beautiful kids he shouts, he is adorable, he is a she you answer, sorry honey, no problem pops.