Not in my 50s, but I couldn't see anyone younger than 40
I understand your logic, but if she step to you, you wouldn’t smash just once???
Hey, she’s in her low 20s and she has a full grown woman body so she is fair game to meAre you talking about Chloe Bailey? No. She’s basically a child. I don’t want anyone that young.
i can definitely relate....Forget an age range. I'm not sure I'll even want a relationship at age 50.
When my last "relationship" (really more of a covid buddy situation) ended about a year ago I realized just how tired I am of the whole mess.
Spending money to go on dates I don't enjoy. Constantly discussing couples goals. Arguing over love and feelings. Mad that I wouldn't give up my DJ clients, and the thousands of dollars they pay me, to take a trip with her to Paris. Wasting time watching shitty romcoms, etc.
The sex is good, but now I'm at a point where it's more of a perk than a goal. After a month or two I get tired of fucking the same chick anyway.
So since then I've put that focus into taking care of my career and children. It's made life a lot happier.
Last weekend I was DJing and after hour party filled with off duty strippers. My set ended at 4:30 and the first thing I did was rush to the VIP lounge and take a nap on the couch. I'm surrounded by gorgeous woman, ass hanging out everywhere. They're trying to holler at me and I'm like "you're cool, but I got to pick up my son in a few hours. Let me sleep."
Hey, she’s in her low 20s and she has a full grown woman body so she is fair game to me
I remember one time she invites me over. Says we're going to order in and watch a movie on TV. Okay cool.i can definitely relate....
they all want to be wifed up....and i agree the sex isnt worth the headaches....the 'where is this going?' discussions....
not to mention that the vast majority of them arent interesting at all beyond sex....
Forget an age range. I'm not sure I'll even want a relationship at age 50.
When my last "relationship" (really more of a covid buddy situation) ended about a year ago I realized just how tired I am of the whole mess.
Spending money to go on dates I don't enjoy. Constantly discussing couples goals. Arguing over love and feelings. Mad that I wouldn't give up my DJ clients, and the thousands of dollars they pay me, to take a trip with her to Paris. Wasting time watching shitty romcoms, etc.
The sex is good, but now I'm at a point where it's more of a perk than a goal. After a month or two I get tired of fucking the same chick anyway.
So since then I've put that focus into taking care of my career and children. It's made life a lot happier.
Last weekend I was DJing and after hour party filled with off duty strippers. My set ended at 4:30 and the first thing I did was rush to the VIP lounge and take a nap on the couch. I'm surrounded by gorgeous woman, ass hanging out everywhere. They're trying to holler at me and I'm like "you're cool, but I got to pick up my son in a few hours. Let me sleep."
I remember one time she invites me over. Says we're going to order in and watch a movie on TV. Okay cool.
I'm on the way to our apartment and she says "changed my mind, we're going to see my friend's salsa band in the parklet." I asked "what about dinner?". Her reply was "it's okay, I already ate."
Problem was I wasn't dressed to spend all night outside. On top of that I hadn't eaten since breakfast. So now I'm sitting here listening to music I don't even like, snot dripping out of my nose, hungry as hell and miserable. Then she want to get mad at me for not socializing with her friends.
Finally get back to her place after. She pulls down her pants and the whole room smells like roadkill. I didn't want to be anywhere near that.
Before I can make an excuse she passes out drunk. Snored so loud I had to step into the living room and lay on the couch to get any sleep.
When she wakes up the next day I'm in the middle of smoking a blunt. She rolls her eyes and says "I wish you would stop doing that and at least make an effort to be present."
It took everything I had to not yell out "bitch you were too drunk to realize that to that your ass stank, your man is hungry and cold because of plans you broke at the last minute and now you want to talk about me?"
Instead I just walked out the door and never walked back in. Shaking my head wondering if this shit is worth it anymore.
I could have told her about herself, but why spend all day fighting just so she can do her soul searching and get it right for the next man?
I remember one time she invites me over. Says we're going to order in and watch a movie on TV. Okay cool.
I'm on the way to our apartment and she says "changed my mind, we're going to see my friend's salsa band in the parklet." I asked "what about dinner?". Her reply was "it's okay, I already ate."
this was all your fault - there were multiple opportunities for you to course correct or exit that bullshitI remember one time she invites me over. Says we're going to order in and watch a movie on TV. Okay cool.
I'm on the way to our apartment and she says "changed my mind, we're going to see my friend's salsa band in the parklet." I asked "what about dinner?". Her reply was "it's okay, I already ate."
Problem was I wasn't dressed to spend all night outside. On top of that I hadn't eaten since breakfast. So now I'm sitting here listening to music I don't even like, snot dripping out of my nose, hungry as hell and miserable. Then she want to get mad at me for not socializing with her friends.
Finally get back to her place after. She pulls down her pants and the whole room smells like roadkill. I didn't want to be anywhere near that.
Before I can make an excuse she passes out drunk. Snored so loud I had to step into the living room and lay on the couch to get any sleep.
When she wakes up the next day I'm in the middle of smoking a blunt. She rolls her eyes and says "I wish you would stop doing that and at least make an effort to be present."
It took everything I had to not yell out "bitch you were too drunk to realize that to that your ass stank, your man is hungry and cold because of plans you broke at the last minute and now you want to talk about me?"
Instead I just walked out the door and never walked back in. Shaking my head wondering if this shit is worth it anymore.
I could have told her about herself, but why spend all day fighting just so she can do her soul searching and get it right for the next man?
Hadn't quite made it to 50 yet but at 41 It's 27-31 and I'll make adjustments as I get older. Most chicks I know in their 30s have MAJOR baggage, are loaded down with children, or are just getting out of marriages. Gotta be a lot more discerning as you get older you young bloods in the chat.
side note: is the board displaying weirdly for anyone else?
From my observations, they will wait right up until it's almost too late (36-40) then they'll grab a last-minute sucker to have the kid and usually bounce and toss the dude on Child Support or make his life hell, and in some cases the depression of missing out on babies kicks in around mid 40sI'm the same age as you and my range is 33 - 45. I'm actually thinking about moving it up/down a year, but thats it for now. Honestly, I'm surprised about the number of women, especially black women that dont want to have kids
We were in a relationship so it was either stick it out or add fighting to the list of miseries.this was all your fault - there were multiple opportunities for you to course correct or exit that bullshit
Good advice.Pointless question.
You hit it off with someone who has their life together then you're good. If they're too young they won't have their shit together anyway. If they're too old, they're likely past having any interest in dating.
It's pretty self-selecting.
At that age you minus whale have a friends with benefits type situation. I mean it can be more intimate but each person should keep their own place and just stay over the other person's every once in awhile.Good advice.
I'm not really sure why a 50+ year old dude would want to remarry though.
I know if I get divorced there is no way in hell I'd remarry again.
A 73 year old friend of mine just went through his second divorce. Chick took him to the cleaners. I knew the shit was on the roller coaster to hell when he told me that his wife stayed out all night with her "friends" at CIAA in Baltimore last year. Now they divorced, he's depressed, and trying to pick up the pieces.
At 50+ I don't want to be starting over with nobody. I'm enjoying whatever time I got left. At 50+ I'm letting the ho train take me on up outta here.