So I have a date tonight. I haven’t been writing about my dating adventures lately. Not because I’m NOT dating (although I’m not dating MUCH, comparatively speaking). But because I’m just bored with it all.
Not the dating. But the same old story. Girl meets boy. Most likely online. They go out on a date. Maybe 2 or even 3. And then…
Nothing. There’s no reason to go on. Maybe he’s just not into me. Maybe I’m just not into him… There’s nothing THERE. Not because he’s a bad person. Or because I’m unreasonable or too picky. But because there are millions of people in the world. And I’m not a good match for most of them.
Hell, I might not be a good match for any of them.
So, as long as I’ve bothered to say this much. Here’s some other random shit:
I don’t have a type. Unless you count, relatively smart, kind and not ugly as a type. The guys I’ve been dating fall all over the spectrum in looks, careers and even age (though not younger guys).
I would rather stay home and read than go on a 3rd date with someone I’m only meh about.
I’ve been spending a lot of time at various doctors over the past few months. It occurred to me the other day that I’m happier dealing with that nonsense on my own. It’s lonely and scary. But I don’t have to worry about anyone else’s reactions and feelings. Just my own.
Dating can still be fun at 41. But it’s less fun than when I was in my 30s.
Tags: Dating update