A few weeks ago I signed up on Match.com. It has been an odd experience. I've had a pretty decent response. Actually I was a little overwhelmed the first week. It has been so long since any man paid attention to me, including my creepy ex, that I was flabbergasted. I had to go reread my profile to see if I sounded horny and desperate. Honestly I don't think I do. I am thinking there must be a severe shortage of singles that can type coherent sentences. I may have finally found my niche.
I hid from the site for a week or two, while eldest daughter was running me ragged mentally, and have just recently peeked back at my contacts. I have been "winked" at quite a few times. I was very excited until I realized over half of the winkers were 1000 plus miles away. What exactly do these men think is going to happen here? And why are they looking for mates across the country? There really can't be a national shortage of 40 something divorced mothers of teens out there.
So anyway, after nearly 21 years of ignoring the male population, I am now corresponding with not one, but two local divorced dads. And though I have met neither of them, I feel like I am cheating on them. Not good at dating - or almost dating. I don't need this stress.
Extra points if you can tell me where the blog title comes from.
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Good for you. I can't even imagine dating again. And I can't figure out the title. I'm going to have to go google it.
ReplyDeleteMatchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match...
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and make him a perfect match!
Man of LaMancha? Oh, no, Fiddler on the Roof!
Yeah Team Rich!
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite musicals - and that is saying something.