Are You Talking To... Me??

I know. It's been a while.
But that's because things are, for now, good.
The sun is shining, my soon-to-be-ex is being civil, I have rearranged my priorities to better suit the direction and mind set I want for my future. I'm making new friends and really enjoying getting to know them better.
I still get lonely once in a while.
I still get sad once in a while.
It's still no cake walk but there are more occasions that have put a smile on my face than brought tears.
I'm working out a little and eating better and seeing an improvement in how I look and feel. (well, maybe not right this second as I am devouring a handful of Swedish Berries - love those things!)
I'm learning to love that person I see in the mirror (especially as there is a little bit less to love! Ok, pushing away the Berries now).
I'm still not sure what my future holds.
I have hope that I will someday find someone to share my love and life with. And of course I hope that comes sooner than later.
In the mean time though I am enjoying being noticed by men.
Are you as shocked by that statement as I am??
I am completely taken off guard by it, and I have no comebacks, which trust me, makes me look soo smart. This, being noticed by guys, is very rare for me. I'm not just saying that to be modest or anything. There have literally been 3 men that I can say for sure that have wanted and taken the time to get to know me. The real me.
I was not that girl in high school, the one who the guys flirted with, asked out, or dated. I felt pretty near invisible, and have for pretty much forever until just lately. And while I am completely flattered, I'm also stunned and bewildered - both of which I pray do not register on my face. And while I talk big, like I will be thrilled when I choose to start dating again, there's a pretty big part that is freaking scared to death. And don't know which is worse, being asked, or not being asked. Wait - scratch that - pretty sure NOT being asked at all would be worse.
But when a guy stops and makes a polite observation, and I know that he said something just to engage in a conversation with me, and I know that it's me he's talking to and not some hot chick behind me, it pretty much blows my mind. And makes my day, because I am so stunned that I end up thinking about it all day.
See? What did I tell you? I'm easy to please.