Dang. Sometimes life sucks.
I thought my life was anything but boring. 7.5 years a Marine. My first job afterwards was at a satellite tracking station on a little island paradise where we met, she was from New Zealand. Moved to southern CA for a couple years, she was homesick and I was able to get a transfer with the company to NZ. Got into sailing and ended up building a 45 ft sailboat in our backyard. Sailed the east coast of NZ for awhile, then sailed to Australia and spent a year sailing up the Great Barrier Reef. And that's when we split, because I was 'boring'.
not hating or anything. Just honestly I would find sailing and watching a guy build a boat boring as fuck. You built the boat and she likely wanted to do tons of shit she never said anything about. Your moving on water slow nothing to do and stuck till you dock, that is trapped and super boring to me.
You have to put yourself in her shoes a bit more, no matter what she says you missed a bunch of likely signals "hints, I hate fucking hints, always to vague". Sorry but I think this one is on you, to long a plan with sailing as the theme, almost OCD it would seem if your with the person.
I used to lift weights all the time so I was in good shape to attract women, well I quickly realized that talking about weight lifting killed the date, sticking to much to any topic of a mans choosing will kill the date. Our romantic sailing plan should have been altered at her first, who cares or yawn that escaped her lips.
She spent her teenage years growing up on a sailboat. It was her idea, when we first got to NZ we had a small boat we used on some weekends and summer vacations. She wanted a bigger boat to go further.
Wow, that's crazy! Great experiences.
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