Friday, 2 October 2009

The lonely chair



Picture credit to a beautiful revolution again - the full chair story is here.

So I went out last night... on a date... a first date, The official first date in over 6 years. I am not sure if it could be classified as a date - perhaps more of a meeting over coffee to establish future romantic potential...

And it was nice. We had some laughs, we made some compliments, we made soem cheeky remarks, and we wished each otehr a safe drive home.

Now this whole thing didnt really come about with much active effort on my part. I am still really enjoying being single and I really don't want the maintainance of a serious relationship so I can afford to be a little fussy... really fussy in fact.

Ill be honest I can usually think of any guy I know and come up with a list of 5 reasons why we would be not compatible... with all due respect to my male friends. (to set things straight, I adore my male friends, they are really good guys, I just am pretty sure that some of them don't have romantic potential)

moving right along... Obviously in the course of the first date we exchanged pleasantaries and brief synopsies of our lives (Weird co-incidence - this man is like only 6 hours older than me! - I met my "twin"!!) And we discussed where we are in our lives and so on and so on and so on. What I realsied in hindsight is that I may have high standards and be fussy but I don't necessarily always have the same to offer back.

I am not sure if I have enough hobbies to be interesting, I insist on a well read person, but my bookself, while being full, doesn't really have a lot of variety. I want to date a well educated person with opinions but when put on the spot - I was some what at a loss for an intelligent vein of conversation to start.

I do realise that some of this may be due to nervousness or my low self-esteem is talking. But the entire event from start to finish has been incredibly good for my ego - I felt charming and pretty and witty for the entire evening. And if we're not compatible, and he never calls me again, I won't be that upset... It was an evening well spent...

PS there is also a strong arguement as to whether I am ready to "get out there" again - but I tried, Ill try again some other time ... and next time perhaps try reduce the number of references to That Man...

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