OK first. This blog is seriously pissing me off. I had a poll written for today. But I can’t make it look or be the way I want. I guess that’s going to be the next big thing on my “to do” list (it’s a long fuckin list). Sorry, this move is just so stressful. Kind of like moving from the US to the UK (different side of the road, different measures and temps for cooking) but much more intense.
Anyway, enough of my bitching. So this morning I opened my email and on top of all the normal stuff and junkmail there were 3 fresh invites to try new dating related services. 3.
Which really isn’t remarkable in any way. My inboxes are always full with those things. As a longtime consumer of online dating sites, I guess I’m on a lot of mailing lists. Lord only knows what they’re called, “the terminally single” lists?
I wish these new businesses well. Some of them seem really innovative. Lots of iphone apps and new attempts to reinvent online dating (there seem to be at least 3 attempts to reinvent online dating a year). I’ve met a few people who’ve created new dating related products and they’re smart, industrious souls who seem to genuinely want to help the masses meet and mate.
That said… There’s a part of me, a voice inside, that sees these emails everyday and says, come on.. It’s dating. I get that there’s big money to be made in dating. That there are lots of lonely people out there. But…it’s dating.
IDK, maybe it’s because I’m at this weird stage in my life where I’m dating and completely open to meeting someone but getting used to the idea that I’m on my own from here on out? Nah, honestly, I don’t think it’s me. I think our society has gone a little overboard with all of this. I feel like we’re being sold dating. Sold the idea of happy relationships. Sold the idea that if you pay your $? and follow the set of instructions you’ll have the happily ever after with Prince Charming on his bright white horse. And that all seems really kind of bizarre to me.
If that’s what people want for themselves, to date (and heck, I like dating, I like having a guy in my life, waking up next to someone if that someone is a positive contributor to my life) and to co-habitate and even to marry then go them. But sometime in the last few years the idea of happily ever started to be as much of a commodity as cosmetics or shampoo. Not a necessity, but almost.
Sorry, I’m rambling. Not sure if anyone can relate?