43 & Single – Heaven Help Me, I've Resorted To Internet Dating!

Ridiculous & Random Stories & Thoughts on My Experiences

Overlap April 16, 2021

Filed under: internet dating — Grey Goose, Dirty @ 9:25 am
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The world of online dating is a bit inbred. Many people fishing in the same pond. Sometimes it’s fun to compare notes with friends to see who WE have met. Who WE are chatting with. Who WE like. My bff in town is infringing on my cespool of options at the moment. She’s gorgeous. Tall, blonde, smart and successful. She’s much more high maintenance than I in the self-care department and is a much snazzier dresser, but she’s a catch. As am I. I think. We’ve often been asked if we are sisters. I take it as a huge compliment. I assume I’m the Cinderella of the two, just minus the fireplace and soot, but I’ll take it!

We usually aren’t fishing at the same time, so it’s never been much of an issue. Until now. I have a ‘meet and greet’ on today. My 1st in a loooong time. She met the same ‘fish’ on yesterday. Seems kinda weird. After she told me that she was meeting him, I opted not to tell her that I was as well. I mean what are the chances that we both actually like the same guy? Slim at best. I didn’t talk to her after her date so do not know how it went. I did not tell ‘him’ that she and I are friends.

We have very different views on relationships and what we are looking for. Well, to be completely accurate, I’m pretty sure we have the same wants/needs but she works SUPER hard on acting like she doesn’t care. She does. I know she does. She most likely knows she does too, but tries her hardest to act like she doesn’t. While I am quite positive that she is witty and funny and inquisitive and nice on her ‘meet and greets’, I am also quite positive she consciously gives off the impression that she is completely carefree, independent and can ‘take it or leave it’ when she meets someone. I know she gets her hopes up like everyone else does. I know she gets invested like everyone else does. I hope she finds her person, just not out of my pond. 😉

Anywhooooo, I left it up to said ‘fish’ (no one gets a blog name until we actually meet) to select where to meet and he did good! We’re meeting at 4pm today for drinks. No clue what I’m going to wear. As I have all but forgotten how to properly dress myself and apply makeup since the pandemic, fingers crossed everyone!

That’s it for now. Wish me luck!!! 🙂

 

Support January 31, 2018

It’s important.  And I’m not talking about in a new bra kinda way.  Although I did just get some of those in the anticipation that someone might actually see them in the not so distant future, but we all know how that went.  So for now, it’s just me & my dog that get to partake in the visual.  However, my online dates get to benefit from the newly found perk.  But I digress …..

I fixate.  A lot.  For a strong, independent Type A personality, I am oddly needy and insecure at times.  Usually around men.  Oh hell, who am I kidding?  Always around men. Men that I like. No clue when this all started as I didn’t used to be this way.  I was the one in college that would party with, sleep with and not give a care about some of the hottest and nicest guys on campus.  I just wasn’t worried about it.  I was young and cute and had my shit together.  That seems like a lifetime ago.

Anywhoo, you all know my new theory about dating down.  About only dating guys that don’t make me insane.  Only dating guys that I will be happy to see, but not obsess about if I don’t.  The way I fixate on men is truly disturbing.  Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean fixate in a Glenn Close, boiled pet bunny sort of way.  My fixations only wreak havoc on my own psyche and that of my friends as they have to listen to me spin out of control.

I was out with my best girlfriend in town last night.  Her son and several of his friends were there as well.  I stated my new dating decision to her.  She looked at me inquisitively and I said, with as much self awareness as I’ve always had ‘I just can’t handle dating men that I’m totally into; it makes me a little insane’.  Being the good and supportive friend that she is, she rolled her eyes and declared ‘no shit’.  She fully supports this new decision of mine.

I am off to meet a new online date.  I promise you that if he is too handsome, too nice, too smart, too witty, too anything, that I will high tail it out of there as fast as I can.  Here’s hoping that he’s ‘just nice enough’ for me to not spin out of control……..

 

007 November 29, 2016

So now I have the ‘what if’ in the back of my mind regarding Repo Man.  That sucks.  What ifs always measure up (in my head) better than reality.  Super.

While I was texting with Repo Man, another interesting fellow started chatting me up on Bumble.  He was funny and tall and kind and had yet another fascinating job!  2 in a row with occupations that fascinate me?  That’s crazy talk!

Anywhoo, 007 locks down a 1st date pretty quickly and as my motto is usually oh crap, another 1st date ‘why not?’ I agreed.  He was very cute about it in not wanting to tell me anything about it.  Er, you all (the 2 remaining) know that my usual MO is to meet for a drink.  No fuss, no muss & a quick escape if need be.  007, however, had a whole ‘plan’ for the evening.  Okay, I’m game.

The one hint he tells me is to ‘wear comfortable shoes and bring rubber bands’.  Uhm, what?  I can’t decide if this is cute or just creepy and heaven knows I hate not being able to figure something out.  Is he going to drop me in the desert and make me follow a tracked course out?  Is he going to rubber band my mouth shut so I can’t entertain him with my snarky humor?  Is he going to spend the evening doing that annoyingly painful rubber band flicking thing?  I was so ridiculously confused by this that I actually googled ‘comfortable shoes and rubber bands’ to try and figure it out.  That was absolutely no help as it just took me to running shoe websites.  Damn.

The day of arrives and he finally tells me where we’re going but NOT why on earth I need to bring rubber bands.  Colored ones, you know.  I show up to where we are meeting complete with colored rubber bands and a suspicious attitude. He shows up (5 minutes late) and has a great big smile on his face!  He’s just a HAPPY good guy!  We had a great time talking and walking and learning about one another.  He’s very easy to talk to.  I’m just not sure that the chemistry is there.  We went to dinner after (look at me breaking all my rules!) and he locked down date #2.  I loved that.  No “will he or won’t he” internal monologue.

He picked up the check for both activities and we hugged goodbye.  There was a date #2 …. but I’ll tell you about that later.

Oh, and those rubber bands?  We made bracelets out of them!  How cute is that?!