After focusing on little else besides work, my bambino, and staying sane for two years, I have decided, with the encouragement of my Commsie (read corporate comms) friend to track for twelve months my foray into a more social world. A world that could potentially (ideally) bring me to Mr Good Enough, who (ideally) would be impressed no end with how I manage my baggage, care for my kid, do my job, and just generally kick goals as an all round 'it mummy'.

As with everything I do, it couldn't possibly be that straightforward. No, for me it's all about the project. It's why I make such a good consultant - I get to work on lots of projects.

I have approached this project the same way I would any other. By researching. So having made the decision to proceed, you know, 'get out there', I've been researching the research into how things get done in the dating world.

In two week-ends I have read four books about dating and how to 'act like a lady and think like a man', following 'the rules' so I know when he's 'just not that into me', so I can find the guy who is Mr Good Enough or perhaps Mr Just Right for Me.

Now I don't feel I've always set my standards impossibly high. On the contrary, there are times when my standards could have done with some serious levitation, however I know that being a person of many lists, I could have gone down the dark road of an impossibly long list of character traits, physical attributes, and interests that I would surely have ended up as Ms No Frickn Way.

Fortunately I've managed to cut myself off at the chase, educate myself, take a serious reality check and realised that closing myself off to possibilities is just silly. So I ask myself the standard consultant's question: What's my outcome?

Outcome: To have had fun meeting some great guys who are impressed not just by intellect, devastating good looks, and mystery, but who are also completely floored by by my oh so amazing Tupperware collection.