As I await the answer, I'm reflecting.

For some time after Rick died, I used the trite term, "I'm not ready for a relationship," do describe my position on being in one.  And at the time it was true.  I wasn't ready to go into another relationship because I still had to recover from the two that ended when death did us part.

I'm getting there on the recovering part, and have processed a good enough chunk of the grief to where I can ponder the idea of being in one again.  I also have been on enough dates to clarify that the person who wants me to live with him full time Ain't.  Getting.  His.  Way.  Why?  Here is the aunt - approved explanation.  He won't crawl into bed with me, manipulate me to his liking so I am positioned in what is a satisfactory position for him, and do it all with a stupid grin on his face.  When that was done to me, I truly enjoyed it.

Another turn off, to me are those who live a life in the closet.  A love interest of mine referred to me as a co worker to his family to my face!  This is AFTER I told a colleague in his presence that I was out on a date with him!  I didn't give a flying you know what about what people thought I did in the sack since I was 18 (although I didn't highly publicize it.)

That said, the reality may boil down to this.

• I need a man who will be there through the good and the bad, supportive of all my hopes and dreams, and provide comfort to get me through my fears (I know that is a two way street.)
• I need a man who excels at the stuff I suck at (Very important.)
• I need a man who want me to be financially OK (Hard to find.)
• I need a man who will rock my world in the sack (Also important and believe it or not hard to find.)
• I need to make sure each of the men I have just described do NOT know that the other three exist (Actually, maybe I should just do polyamory and make sure everyone is playing with a full deck.  And maybe have a polyamory party and invite all involved.)

We shall see.