But OOOoooooo - this is a scary place to be! Ive nearly worn out my "delete" button on the weirdos out there! If I see one more "HotBob" or "Hot FunGramps" or "FunHotMagicFingers" I'm gonna hurl. And what's with the selfies taken in the bathroom with the undies hanging on the shower? Or the grossly overweight dude who's looking for someone who looks good in a bikini? Or the 70 year old profiled as "48" or the nutcase who goes ballistic when you "break up" with him after two emails, or the stalker with no pic or information that views your profile 39 times? Ew. Ew. Ew!
On the other hand, there have been a FEW ( very few, I'm picky) who have some potential, and one right now that I'm swooning over but he lives in another province. *sigh* And tomorrow I'm going on an all-day travelling date with someone I've never met. I know, it sounds ludicrous, and dangerous, but he is good friends with my cousin and is by all accounts a fine upstanding citizen. Still - taking the bear spray lol.
Gosh - I can't believe I'm here. It's mortifying. THANKS XWH.
“We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us.”
"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you." -Walt Whitman
Good luck. Focus on the activity and not the expectations. "Shoulds" and "coulds" need to be eliminated from your thinking about the date.
I haven't been on a date with anyone but my WW in almost 20 years and won't be ready for some time (dday was 5 weeks ago) but the prospect is nerve wracking.
Good luck.
First of all - the good stuff: Longest first date ever - over thirteen hours. We decided to drive down to a music festival for the day as he is really into music as well and it was a fabulous day out. I thought he looked vaguely familiar - when we actually started talking, we realized we knew each other from junior high and high school. Apparently he had a crush on me in HS, and was crazy in love with my best friend in Jr. high. So we know a ton of the same people, and places, as we grew up in neighboring neighborhoods, as well as having lived our lives in the same town. We have a lot in common - enjoyed singing together as we drove, and catching up on a lifetime of news. The music festival was awesome as I knew it would be. All in all a very comfortable and enjoyable day.
the red flag stuff: 1) A little too full of himself - let me correct that - a one-man fan club. VERY focused on letting me know of all his accomplishments and accumulations and business deals and pending millions and important people he knows and all the good he does in the world and grand lifestyle and top-of-the line homes ( I made sure to throw in at that point that I'm quite happy in my 700sq ft cottage with no dishwasher lol. ) I got treated to hours of cds he had made of himself singing karaoke. Oh - and of all the songs he wrote and paid someone big bucks to produce.
2) Turned out he is divorced because he cheated on his wife. HUGE issue for me given my circumstances, and most particularly because I detected some very disturbingly familiar skewy attitudes in this. Does. Not. Get. It.
3) Not even a teensy shred of chemistry that I could detect on either part. Zippo. Nada. Had a brief friendsy pat-on-the-back at the end and done. Meh.
So after this blow-by-blow you are probably now sorry you asked. Oh well, still a good day
I am not dating, nor have I done OLD, I think with that much history in common- maybe you found a friend to attend far away music festivals with?
Hugs K
On the other hand - interesting developments on the "Mr. Swoon In The Next Province" front, with possible eminent meeting on the horizon
[This message edited by trebleclef at 5:12 PM, September 2nd (Monday)]
Best of luck with Mr. Swoon!
At least you didn't have to use your can of whoop ass.
Nobody forgets what happens, the secret is learning to live with it.
