Behind Every Good Man...

To all my readers I apologize in advance for this post as it is really just about my own sense of closure and nothing to do with the business of marketing. With that being said I open myself up to you freely and without shame.

It would appear that yet again my huge independent streak and entrepreneurial efforts have led to the collapse of yet another romantic relationship. They say that behind every great man there is a great woman, but as of yet I have been unable to find her. Now I admit that I've never been one of those men that needs to be in a relationship to consider myself whole. If someone comes along and we mesh Great! If not that's okay too.

Sometimes I fear though that my ambition and drive blind me to the good things before me. At the same time I can't help but think that were the woman truly my equal it would not be an issue. In this last case I was informed by the young lady after dinner date, which I admit to being a half hour late to due to a meeting, that she thought we should just be friends because I could not be there as much as she needed because of my many projects. Now being a quality over quantity kind of guy this doesn't make sense to me but I can understand her point of view. Does this stem from her own insecurities or my own lack of sensitivity is the question I'm wrestling with.

I have goals that I have set for myself that I will not let up until they are achieved. At the same time I don't consider my chosen occupation to be work, though I do jest about being a work-a-holic. Being idle is actually physiologically unnerving for me. Any woman that would be in a relationship with me would need to understand that. I can work 10-12 hours a day, seven days a week and not loose a beat. That is the life of a start up if it is to succeed.

To someone that has never owned or started a business I'm sure that looks just awful. Unfortunately it is the hard truth of the matter. Businesses require sacrifices if they are to thrive if not merely survive. Any woman who would enter that scenerio would need to be strong, self-reliant, and just as driven as I. Its challenging enough that my extended family doesn't get it and wishes I would just, "get a job."

That being said I do consider myself a hopeless romantic. I believe in love at first sight, I like to pamper my ladies as finances permit. Shoot I even started to learn French for my recent Ex because it was her native tounge. Without making this out to be a dating profile I think I'm a pretty good catch for the right gal. There in lies the delima finding that understanding soul that is undaunted by my long hours, occassional tardiness and unrelenting drive. I'm certain she is out there, but if not I will resign myself to the fact that perhaps some of us are not meant for such things as love.