Ahhh my first post of my first blog ever. I've been talking about doing this for a bit now. I'm not loving the name of the blog, but it is what it is. It's time to get some of these dating stories out there! I'm a 30-something living in Iowa trying to meet someone. Ha ha. No, really. I'm physically fit, take care of myself, I'd say I'm attractive girl next doorish. But how do I keep meeting the same creeps over and over? I know I'm not alone out there, so I want to hear your stories too!
First I'll start with one of my faves so far. Well favorites of this year. So, I go out with this man a few times, he is a couple of years older than me, attorney, good looking enough, works out, etc etc. We appear to be hitting it off spent a Saturday out biking and then dinner then the next Saturday hiking and then wandering around our alma mater then dinner. Spent a few hours here and there. Then I text (I know first mistake!! but he is/was a texter as annoying as that is) to see if he wants company as I'm out and about. He texts back an hour later "Sorry, I have to go to the store and get cereal." I was okay with that because by the time I received a response I was home and not going back out. So I think about it some more, and realize that is the strangest "excuse" real or otherwise that I probably have ever received. So I text back "That is the first time I have gotten the cereal excuse :)" (Yes with the smiley face). And he texts back close to midnight "sorry". And I never heard from him again.
I've had a good laugh about this with my friends maybe cereal is the new "i'm washing my hair" for men excuse. Perhaps he really needed cereal. But c'mon just be real and honest. How hard is it to say, hey I've enjoyed your company but I don't see this going anywhere. Sure it stings a little sometimes a lot if you really like someone, but honesty is the BEST POLICY.
Soooo, I'm back to trying the online dating thing..............UGH.........GROAN...........it is so incredibly painful. But it is what it is when you live in a town where everyone is married and has been for years with litters of children or everyone hangs out at the bars. And I refuse to become a bar rat looking for love. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy a glass of wine or a few margaritas with my peeps but not something I want to invest hours just to meet someone. Soooo here I rant on and on and the story stays the same: Single White Female Searching for The One.
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