Re-evaluating a few things

To me, Meryl Streep is the personification of class. I wish I had as much class as that woman packs in her little finger. And quite appropriately, my all time favorite quote from a film, came from her lips; "Some things come at a price, and I want to be one of them".

To me this means the person values theor partner enough to pay any price to make him/her happy. Now, let's be realistic here, it has to be both ways, so if it isnt reciprocated, it wont keep going for long.

Why am I on this train of thought? Because I think as I am getting to know myself more, I have realized I want to settle for nothing less than wanting to do that, and being treated that way. I am weeding out the wusses like there's no tomorrow. This may sound mean, but honestly, at 36, and quite happy alone, I will not get involved with every Tom, Dick and Harry.

It used to be "three strikes and you're out", but now, if I get a hint of incompatibility, (and by this I mean in the important things-not "I like chocolate and you like vanilla ice cream) I walk away. I know there is a perfect fit somewhere out there, and having been in a bad marriage and beaten the dead horse of incompatible partners, I am not willing to give anyone the chance who says stupid things, can't communicate (lets face it, if you're in your forties and cannot say what you mean without sounding like an imbecile, then you are likely a hopeless case) , or has nothing to converse about, then you are not for me.

It's actually not mean at all, but practical. Why should I waste his time and mine, taking trips to see each other, talking on the phone etc. when the perfect girl may be six feet away from him, but he is with me. And vice versa of course.

This doesnt sound the way I want it to- it sounds a lot harsher. All I want to be saying is that I am raising the bar- and not just for a prospective partner, but for my own behavior. I am not a nice person when I am unhappy, and so I need to find someone I can communicate with, and enjoy my days, as mundane as the activities themselves might be. Otherwise I really do prefer to be alone. Its just common sense, which apparently I didnt have in my twenties!