Love list

Lists.
You make them daily or perhaps only prior to your grocery store trip. Some find lists tedious and stupid, others find them a stellar method of organization. I think most people who shy away from list making are simply afraid of disappointing themselves when/if they don't accomplish everything on said list. The beauty of making your own list, it's yours. YOU set the rules. You don't have to finish everything on the list, it's just a method to get all the monkey madness in your brain in some semblance of order.
Have you ever done this for the mate you're looking for? Take out that notebook right now, and write it down. Write down 100 things you want in your future love. No rules here, you can be as specific or general as you wish, but do it. No, it's not going to guarantee that you find that person will all 100, in fact you won't. But what it will do is make it concrete for you, and you might even start to 'put out there' what you want in a way that is not tangible but very real on a spirit level. You have nothing to lose, it won't take more than a few minutes. Make it fun, do it with a girlfriend over a glass of malbec.

Say it out loud, laugh, surprise yourself, educate yourself, create your SELF.

As I pounce through the streets of DC, I'll occasionally mention some items from my list. Here are a few to get your started:
-Cooks a killer omelette, so spicy it makes cry
-Honest
-Communicative
-Likes to dance, even if he's not 'good' by society's standards (like I ever cared about those standards as it is...)
-Smiles with his whole soul

Where did I come up with this you ask? Full disclosure, I didn't. I read it in a magazine somewhere, and only have an excerpt to share with you (below). Basically this woman had a very successful career as an art dealer, had been dating off and on, and then met a man, Aubrey, who melted her heart. They were having a grand old time until one day, when she questioned their relationship. He had been upset about the hours of her work of late, and she was upset that he was not respecting her career....

"Aubrey sat back in his chair. "Maybe I'm not the right man for you," he said, half making a statement, half asking a question.

"Maybe you're not!" I crossed my arms, feeling defiant, but in the next second I regretted the whole ridiculous discussion.