So recently I have been trying this whole dating thing. You know how it goes nowadays, you chat with people online and then you eventually take it to texting and if things go well you plan a date.
You get to the restaurant and especially if it is your first time kind of getting into the dating world you kind of look around awkwardly trying to see if the person you are supposed to meet is there. I don’t know about you, but I get endless butterflies every time I go on a date. The whole situation is just so unpredictable. You have no idea if you are really going to mesh with people.
So I’ve been on a few dates and have discovered that I have the complete inability to have normal length dates. Like these things start at 6:30ish and typically don’t end until 2:30 or even 4 a.m. Apparently I am charming or something? I don’t know.
All of the guys I have been out with have been very sweet. They all have certain qualities that I just love but each time there is just one detail about them that just doesn’t mesh well with me. One works entertainment and has a totally opposite lifestyle from me as well as the inability to be emotionally involved. Anther was very nice, but painfully shy and kind of had a substance abuse problem...he smoked like a pack of cigarettes when he was out with me....gross. One I met for drinks was just a tad too republican for me. Nice, but far too formal and stiff. The other one was nearly perfect but lives really far away and is just a bit too college for me. He hasn’t really grown up.
So as you can imagine I was getting a little exhausted at this point. Juggling all of these guys and constantly playing dating roulette is a little tiring. I felt like I had no time for myself. But I had one more date to go on before the week was out. I was incredibly excited for it and I honestly couldn’t exactly tell you why.
I get to the restaurant and brewery that we planned on meeting at and oh my did this guy raise the bar. He was wearing a dress shirt, dress pants and a tie. Devastatingly handsome at first glance. And this was the date that I felt compelled to dress up for.
Now typically for first dates you do the awkward handshake thing, but I just decided to hug him for some reason. He didn’t seem opposed to it. Perhaps a bit started, but it totally shattered the awkward no physical contact thing that permeates so many first dates.
Conversation was loose and comfortable. Our personalities meshed immediately. It was uncanny. After dinner we walked to a bar and he had me take his arm. I don’t remember the last time I had someone offer me their arm. It felt like we had been on five dates previously, that’s how comfortable it was. He ended up kissing me in one of the bars and I asked him to come home with me.
After four dates...five turned out to be my lucky one. I knew after each of the other ones that it couldn’t be a relationship that would last. We were not compatible enough. But this one...this one is different. I am legitimately hopeful. We are already planning on him meeting my friends. He legitimately seems perfect. Exactly the type of guy that I have been looking for.
So I guess stay tuned...this may be it.
