I meant to post a lot sooner than this about my most recent dating experience. But I’ve just been completely sapped of energy lately. Welp, here it is. Let’s just say that this blog is aptly named. Misadventures is right.
So here’s what went down. I was messaged last week (after the whole ex-one night stand fiasco) by a guy on the “nilla” site that I’m on. His message was thoughtful and sincere so I messaged him back even though my initial reaction upon seeing his profile wasn’t very positive. Why, you ask? He just wasn’t my type. But I overlooked it and we shared a few very platonic messages back and forth before moving to Yahoo IM.
I still was wishy washy on my feelings because while I wasn’t quite physically attracted to him, we had great conversation. So to make a long story short, I ended up going out with him last Saturday for brunch. I’ve never been on a date where I walked into the building and immediately wanted to turn around. Harsh? Definitely. But I’m nothing if not honest.
I’m also nothing if not kind. Despite how I might come off sometimes. So alas, I stayed for brunch and then on top of that I also stayed to walk through the book store. The conversation was…a bit one-sided. I seemed to keep having to come up with new topics for discussion or questions to ask. This is going to sound so silly. Really, really silly. But here it is.
I finally realized we had nothing in common when I walked in and saw him wearing mismatching plaid on plaid. Who does that?? I am FAR from perfect but I couldn’t take my eyes off him…and not in the good way. But this only made me realize (along with the dreadful conversation) that I shouldn’t have to settle for a guy I’m not into just because he’s nice. One day I’ll find someone who is nice, and lovely but also who is outgoing, tall, handsome, responsible, funny, and oh so charming.
Then the hardest part. I had to let him know it was a no go. I’ve always been the one to be hurt. I’ve never had to experience hurting someone and it does put me in the shoes of some of my former partners. But I did it, respectfully. It sucked, but he’s better off with someone who isn’t going to want to drag him outside or to dinner or to the park, or…you get where I’m going here, right?
So there it is! More boring love life information from BB.
But the good news is….it’s FRIDAY! Everyone have a super week-end,