Oh my god. I can’t believe I did it. I did though- there is the confirmation number in my email. Have I lost my mind? Have I lost my dignity? Am I crazy, should I be put away as mentally unstable? I’m not sure but I’ve done it, I’ve really done it.
I’ve signed up on an online dating service.
Seriously, I think I’ve lost my mind. I’m only 25 (all right, 3 months away from 26 which is a little nerve racking) so it’s not like I’m running out of time, my clock isn’t ticking, I’m not some desperate old maid on a shelf… am I? God I hope not. Because this feels a bit desperate to me- the desperate act of a single girl in a city full of men. Or so they say- as far as I'm concerned, all the men are creeps and the few that might be worth my time are already seeing some skinny, pretty blond girl with nothing running around upstairs. What is the appeal?!?!?
But here’s the thing. I made a goal at the beginning of the year, a New Year’s resolution, to go on at least 10 dates this year. Sounds like an easy number to get to, right? Apparently not because as of today, nine and a half months into it, I’ve gone on none. So in order to reach that goal, I’ve caved and entered the dark, tempestuous world of online dating. God willing, I will return, only slightly unscathed.
3 months. I’m giving it 3 months to see what happens. How many guys that I’m interested in are interested back? How many crack pots contact me? How many crazy, off the wall, completely wrong for me guys will find me and hound me? Will I actually make it to any dates? Will I find the one I’m meant to love as all the commercials pronounce? Or will this be a huge waste of money, a giant waste of time, and a rough ride for all the emotions?
Guess we’ll find out.
Take a deep breath. Gird your loins- because we’re going online dating.
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