Yesterday afternoon’s post triggered an interesting wave of comments. I’m not going to be able to get to all of them right now(I will, I promise. It’s just been a rough week.).
As I read them, the thing that stuff in my head was that perhaps I didn’t do a good job of explaining myself. Honestly, I wrote it very quickly. More of an update on the situation than anything else.
So, yes, it was a great date. And that was wonderful. But so what? I also had major concerns about dating (another) guy who spends half his time out of town. I wrote about that in my initial post (that I always date men who are either emotionally or physically unavailable). I’m not sure that’s something I’d be willing to do again for even a great guy. Honestly, I deserve/want someone who is there for me.
It was a good date. A few hours with someone I thought I could like.
And nothing more.
Which brings me to this. An old post I wrote last August. After another great first date:
Is Hope Bad
I had a good date last night. Really good. We first connected online a few weeks ago. I winked at him. Yeah, I know, winks are cheap and pathetic. It’s not that I’m too cheap to send a message (I’m currently using a site that has a pay per message plan. I promise to dedicate several future entries to the different dating sites and their pros and cons.). I’m just tired of making the effort of writing a message only to be ignored. I don’t take it personally. I don’t think it has anything to do with me. I’m a strong, quirky, 38 yr old woman looking for a LTR. Lots of guys aren’t interested in any of those things regardless of what they say in their profile.
As to everything else…
Tags: first date, hope, winks