Pre-Romance Overdose: Male Error

Assumption:When one starts building the face of the house, would it make any sense if the foundation is prettier than the visible appearance of the house? Hell no, right? 

Most men try too hard to impress women during the soothing-phase. They jump the gun, as they try so hard to be ahead of the game, forgetting that it actually marks the beginning of the race-and this is where the bad boys score a home run. When gentlemen get all mushy, some go out of the loop to draw in a Yes-vote from the Ms. From fancy dinners, to bouquet of flowers, road trips, nights-out, jewelry etc,-you know. The grand mistake

Scenario: You start with buying the lady chocolates eventually make it a routine. You spoil her with poems or hefty lovey-duvy texts, going to her place of residence of work, with a bouquet just to make her smile, you plan escapades with friends or even take her on a shopping escapade or escort them to a salon (the horror) etc. Aha, sounds familiar right, or am I under estimating you. My bad. At least when I was in the hunting-phase, I know some we used to do so.  Anhu, I am sure by now you are in-tune with what I am talking about. 

FACT: Whatever you do as you sooth a Ms., marks the lowest point, the least things, you can ever do to and for her. Thus if you started with monthly roses, you can only make it a fortnight or weekly, and nothing less. Then the downfall begins. Once the lady, has agreed to get into a relationship with you, gents slowly omit this service delivery. The flowers become bi-annual or annual, chocolates become expensive, sweet texts become summarized etc. At that juncture, the lady starts to feel cheated, and shall confess: "Sweets. I think you are not the same guy I knew. You are no longer romantic or pay attention to me. You do not make time for us, and I think you do not love me anymore..blah-blah-blah" At that juncture, your mind, the dude, goes blank and you wonder, what the hell is wrong with your chic. Aha-She simply feels cheated.

Logically speaking: how in the hell, do you expect to offer the lady less, once she agrees to be your damsel. How can you expect her to be understanding, once in the relationship, to go 3 months without what was being offered to her prior to you being a couple. You stand tall, and don't understand why she feels cheated, yet you played the tune she was to dance to.

My say: Let it be known, that I am not against the pampering of women. Personally, I do it so well for my Mrs. Thus, if you can afford it, do it. I simply seek to attest that one needs to cut his coat, according to his cloth. This shall shun the pretense that wholly engulfs the soothing and courting phase, and shall make you better of, at coping and making the best of reality.  Cut the cloth meant for the trouser, with the picture of the actual suit in mind. Impress the potential lady with what is, and not what might be-Do not treat a lady to greatness, as you factor in a potential promotion to sustain the good times.

We need to give ladies the benefit of doubt, and assume that not all after our money. Yeah yeah, I know majority think we are dogs, and as I always state, they are right. What they are yet to clarify, is which breed you are? Personally, I am a Rottweiler. Some prefer chihuahuas, others poodles (gay) etc. Anhu, for you to ensure that you have the lady dancing to your tune, and shall not stop singing it to her girl-friends. There is reason why it is stated-getting to the top is easy, remaining there is the actual task. Therefore, soothing a woman, should be the tip of your iceberg, when you have as your woman, let the her see the entire iceberg-thus you should double your smoothness bwoy. Your passion to have her remain as your woman, should be double your desire to make her your woman...unless she is a one-nighter. 

As always, I stand to be corrected. Live in the real world, and stop swimming in utopia. Choose not to complicate, and you shall have the silver-lining on your plate. Ladies may be simply-complex gentlemen, but impossible to deal with is not one of their alter-egos. If you think I am alone in this, then I must confess, I do meet the right ladies in my life. Ha ha...