Not a day goes by when I'm not amazed that I'm no longer five years old, working to "learn" how to live. I'm in my early 30s, and I really should know something by now. I believe I've nearly dived to the depths of my own ignorance... quite a feat.
Long story short, I'm a lot of things. I have a bit of land, so I'm a landscaper. I have a few houses, so I'm a landlord and working on being a flipper -- hopefully it'll work. For insurance and a "steady" paycheck I work in a warehouse. For extra money and to have something sexy I say I do, I write ad copy and articles for clients around the world.
I can imagine that seeing a guy who's in his early thirties but has never been married raises red flags. You may also find it distasteful, selfish or otherwise grating that I went as far as having a vasectomy done (six years ago today!) so that I would never have kids. I understand, I'm not for everyone. I didn't feel like getting my first divorce out of the way by my mid-20s, and I've been looking for the BEST POSSIBLE woman.
I don't expect perfection. I definitely don't have it on my end. Frankly, if I can get to 85% awesomeness on something I'm tickled pink. But what I do provide is:
Legit gentleman stuff: opening doors, walking closer to the road, putting my arm around you when you're scared or sad, firm smacks on the ass when you're a brat.
Self-sufficiency. I'm not on OKC every day because I'm living my life. I won't call you ten times a day, again, because I'm living my life. I make my own money, I handle my own business, I fix what I can in my own home and I don't cry for my mommy when something goes wrong.
Safety: I live a practically drama-free life and treat people as I want to be treated. That and reasonable awareness keeps most threats away. If a threat approaches, I keep a decent cache of weapons and reasonable hand-to-hand skill with which to handle it.