For me, as I’m sure it did for many of you, 2016 sucked ass. Not 100% of the time. I bought my new house. Moved back to a great town. And won my first writing awards. Add in a lovely Christmas with family and it wasn’t all bad.
But a lot of it was stressful and kicked my butt and as a result, I dropped a lot of balls. A big one being this blog. So it’s time to get back on the horse, in more ways than one, and I figured why not do something crazy? Not jump out of a plane crazy, because I don’t have a death wish, but something out of my comfort zone.
I’m sure you’ve guessed my meaning from the title of this blog. That’s right. I’m going in. Online dating. The singles bar of the 21st century. This isn’t my first foray into this arena. For some reason, I give it a try every five years dating back to when I was 30. That’s back when Yahoo Personals was the only game in town, so that tells you how long ago it was.
Other than the first venture, the experiences haven’t been positive, which is probably why it takes five years to try again. I need time to forget the last dismal affair. So I’m back in the game and I’ll be sharing the journey.
What I won’t be sharing:
Names (of the innocent or guilty still remains to be seen)
Which sites I’m on
Personal details (think vague but clear enough to be understood)
I actually waded my way in at the end of the year and I have to tell you, there are a lot of folks on these sites. And the pics they choose to be a first impression are, um, interesting. Since I’m paying, I send messages when I find a guy who sounds nice. They never respond. Ever. Not even a no thanks. I get a message now and then, and one guy even called me beautiful. That didn’t suck.
Not sure how often I’ll have anything to share, but maybe I’ll slide in funny stories of my past experiences. As much as I’d like to forget some of them, they’re seared in my brain so I might as well use them for entertainment purposes. And if you have any online dating stories you want to share, or if you’re out here with me in the wild west of singlehood, let’s commiserate together.