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Aug. 22, 2005 There was a place in my life, which was in between where I was (my first marriage) and where I am now (my second marriage). That space in time, affectionately referred to as the “good old days” by me, was called dating. Since I was in my mid-forties during that period of my life, I figured my best bet was to try online dating. My adventure turned out to be the most fun hobby I'd ever had, and I discovered that nobody need even one week to pass by without at least one date lined up. At one point during my big online dating adventure, I placed eight ads online at the same time. They were all worded the same, and all very thoughtfully had my trademark caption of “sincerely unique”. I took dating very seriously. After all, I had a goal. I was going to meet as many men as it took to find Mr. Right. I would set up a first meeting at a public place and like some people conduct a job interview, I was the person doing the interviewing. Happy to reveal anything about myself, I systematically set out to find out whether or not I would be interested in a second date. I fine-tuned my dating technique, so that plans were made two weeks in advance sometimes. Like a four-star restaurant, reservations had to be made ahead of time to meet with me. This wasn’t just for fun, after all. This was my future. My fate. My life! My ads all specifically outlined activities I enjoyed doing. Also listed, were traits I was expressly looking for in a future mate. Some men sure did get mad when I would stipulate a particular height I prefer. There were even a couple guys who were annoyed that they were out of the running just because they lived in the same house as the mother of their children. Actually, I’ve been called shallow. Is it shallow to know what you want and not to settle for anything less? We don’t get called shallow when we are very picky about the kind of job we take or the home we purchase. Why settle for less than all we want when we’re talking about an important relationship? I would always post a current photo of myself. After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. What one person considers unappealing, another person considers stunning. While the majority of ads written by men seemed to be looking for a younger and slender woman, I found that there was no shortage of men interested in those of us who are what I like to politely refer to as pleasingly plump. It was always important to me to start off with honesty. What you see is not what you get. I gain weight just as often as I misplace it. Fact is, it always finds me again. If you are somebody who is in between the place you were and the place you are going, I would highly recommend online dating. If you are a woman, it is imperative that you purchase the song: It’s Raining Men, performed by The Weather Girls. There will be times you’ll need to crank it up full blast and dance around your living room. Yes, you’ll be spending lots of time on the computer answering responses to your ads, but in the long run it’ll all be worth it. You’ll either find Mr. Right online or he’ll arrive when you least expect it. And if the latter is the case, you will have plenty of stories to smile about in the future. ------------ About the author: Debra A. Warren resides in Massachusetts. Her book, Pausing to Catch my Breath: Poetry on One Woman’s Journey through Life, is for sale on her website. Email: dw3333@yahoo.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com. Please link to this article rather than copying and pasting it onto your site (which would be unauthorized and illegal). |
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