Even though I’m new to blogging, I’ve been a big fan of the internet for many years due to a variety of reasons – I’ve scored clothing/shoes at great prices, kept in touch with family/friends, and landed my job through the internet. One significant way it’s hooked me up is I found B through the interwebs.
I won’t say where we met lest people think I’m getting a kickback from them, but the site rhymes with Patch. I think it’s a great tool for someone like me, who’s fairly shy until I get to know someone, and whose schedule primarily revolves around work (dipped my pen in the company ink once and it didn’t work out, so I tend to not go this route anymore), the gym (same for work reasons since I’ve been going there for years), and hiking in remote places (because as cute as big horn sheep are, I’m just not into that kind of thing). Seeing as some friends have had success with online dating, and my best friend actually found his now wife online, I gave it a go.
So I paid my membership fees, set up my “non-negotiable” parameters (non-smoker, wants kids someday, likes being active), and started trolling around. Since I like camping/hiking, if a guy had a picture with something outdoorsy in the background, I gave him a wink. If someone wrote something particularly witty and charming, then I sent an email.
B, with a beautiful mountain range in the back of him on his profile pic, was one of the first guys I winked at – what a rouse that was, by the way, since he’s what Jim Gaffigan calls more “indoorsy,” but I learned that after I fell for him. He wrote back within a couple of hours, and after a few emails back and forth, we agreed to meet at Casa Guadalajara (which he picked since I mentioned I liked Mexican food in my profile, so he got a few adorable points for that one).
Our first meeting was kind of awkward at first, though liquid courage took care of that pretty quickly after a margarita. There was actually one point where he thought I ditched him because I took a long time in the restroom (only one stall was working). He asked afterward if I wanted to go out again, and I said sure. “How about Friday?” he asked… on a Wednesday. I agreed to it, since I thought it was quirky.
I won’t go into every date, but considering it will be 2 years in a month and we’re shacking up together, it’s reasonable to say we’re doing well. There were definitely bumps in the road, like the few months where I only saw him on weekends since he had a job out of the city, or when we have… high spirited discussions… when it comes to all things politics, but over time there were awesome moments, as well. Like when we had our first sleepover at my place and while I was cooking breakfast, he fixed my shower head, retainer case, and bike chain by his own initiative (anyone with MacGyver skills is just plain sexy in my book!). Or how when I had surgery this past Fall and, though we subsisted on cereal for dinner since I was out of commission, he helped me with everything from getting out of bed to bathing. Or when we just communicate so openly and honestly so that all of our differences can be resolved without making it into a huge fight.
He’s also easy on the eyes, which is just icing on the cake. As my parents (who are obsessed with “The Bachelor” and love to tell me every season’s synopsis despite my eyes glazing over when they do) say, “He could be a contestant on the Bachelor!” Um, way to set the bar, folks. 😉
Overall, the “start-up” costs of dating was a bit high. I wanted a
couple of few new outfits since I had been out of the dating circuit for awhile, a new haircut/color to symbolize a fresh start, gas to and from the dates, and of course the subscription fees of the dating service. But meeting B was definitely priceless,and I feel so lucky and fortunate to have him in my life, so I have the internet to thank for that.
As well as finding the blogging community, of course! But I think I’m just repeating myself superfluously on this matter.