Dating served as inspo for some of my most-read bloggies this year. Here’s a taster!
I’ve recently forayed into the world of online dating for the same reason everyone does; my kinesiologist said one of my angel guides was urging me to do it and he had my back. I had previously thought it wasn’t for a girl like me (shy-ish, old-fashioned-ish, seen Catfish-ish) but now I’m also just a girl standing in front of a boy asking him to swipe right. I’m stumbling my way through it. Opps I think I meant to swipe the other way on that one! Oh well at least I have the peace of mind of divine backup. Which is more than most can say…
5 First Dates
The Bar Date
I was: Nervous, cold, boots clip-clopping.
It started with: Him squeezing my hands to warm them up.
He was: Tall. Craggy. Dry. Talkative.
Reminded me of: A mountain goat in a good way.
We talked about: Children. Photography. Sobriety. I was he wasn’t.
We laughed about: Him talking with his hands like he was playing the piano.
I think he thought I was: Naive.
I thought he was: Worldly.
He brought out: My sharper self.
Dating Tip: Cut through to the real person ASAP. Show your true self.
Song of the evening: “Message to you Rudy”. The Specials.
Best moment: Me dropping my ‘rock’ and him calling me a bad hippy.
I resisted the urge to: Rest my head on his shoulder.
It ended with: Me standing on my toes to hug him.
Oh yes that’s right. This holding-your-breath-stinging-eye pain. This is why she had encased her heart and put it safely on the shelf. And now? She remembered the potential pain that goes with possibility. It rushed back. She knew it all too well. What was wrong with her? Too blonde? Too silly? Too stupid? Too soft? Screw him! He was the one who was too…
Scenes from a date
“Where do you see this going?” he asked. “Inevitable doom and destruction?” She resisted the urge to respond.
Every time he said ‘ex’, it was like he slapped her across the face. It was so harsh! She flinched and thought her name was probably something lovely and soft-sounding like Sophie or Lucy.
So many questions! This was like a bloody job interview. She was sweating and dry-mouthed. She felt like grabbing the jug of water and tipping it over her head. She’d never been good under test conditions.
5 More First Dates
The Lunch Date
I was: Nervous, wrapped up, plait swinging.
It started with: Me going to hug him as he held out his hand to shake mine.
He was: Intense. Wry. To –the- point. Buttoned-up.
Reminded me of: Alan Rickman.
We talked about: Travel. Sydney. War. Property.
We laughed about: Me insisting he try the gelato. He didn’t.
I think he thought I was: Stirring him.
I thought he was: A good storyteller.
He brought out: My ability to pot-stir.
Dating Tip: You get credit for showing up and being present.
Lyric of the day: You put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up.
Best moment: Him cutting me off from another coffee.
I resisted the urge to: Be even sillier.
It ended with: 2 hugs.
Love and light and more exploits to come in 2019 surely! Xxx Yvette