By Dating is like fishing…and the pond I was fishing in was too small, apparently. I wasn’t getting any nibbles, so to speak. I think I got one like but that was it. So today I went a little crazy. Whereas before I had set the distance to the North Atlanta area (within 30 miles of me). This morning, I have gone GLOBAL. I picked some random US states and am now looking in Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Great Britain and Ireland.
Unfortunately, life is not like a Hallmark rom-com. At least not yet for me. I am a hopeless romantics and love those cheesy movies…because it really would be lovely (and make my life easier!) if I were grocery shopping at Kroger and a handsome gentleman approached me in the freezer section and swept me off my feet.
It’s hard not to get discouraged. Recently the Atlanta paper had an article on people choosing pets over partners. I can’t find the article now but the gist of it was that many older singles have given up on dating. Pets, with their unconditional love (and puppy dog eyes) are the substitute. I do love Mavis dearly, but I would like to have a conversation at the dinner table that involves more than ‘Sit’ and ‘Stop begging’ and ‘Stop barking’.
I love how married people offer advice when they haven’t been single in decades. I smile and nod.
I’m not giving up. Hopefully the bigger dating lake will bring me the fish of my dreams!
I’m also going to try to get out and about more (thus starts the 2024 resolutions). I haven’t found Mr. Right in my church choir or at Kroger, Kohls, Planet Fitness or at my old office or while attending Broadway shows at the Fox. Pretty much those are places where I go. I acknowledge that I have limited my opportunities. So I have promised myself to get some hobbies using MeetUps. If nothing else, I’ll try some activities and make some new friends.
Who knows? It could be that after all this searching, I may decide that sitting on the sofa with Mavis on a Saturday night is exactly what I want.
