It feels like everyone around me is a bit pre-occupied with their singleness right now. I’ll admit I am. It’s not that the end goal of my every day is to find a man, but I have found myself thinking more and more lately that it would be nice to have a boyfriend.
Dating, job hunting and apartment/roommate hunting are (to me) their own sort of trinity. Each is incredibly difficult to figure out, takes a certain amount of networking and has a profound impact on your life. I’ve got the job and worked out now–and believe me, both of those were a long time coming!
But for eight months I’ve been working in a job I love with people I adore. I genuinely look forward to work every day, and the rare days when I’d rather stay home are because I’d rather be reading. They don’t reflect on the job at all. Two weeks ago I moved into a precious one bedroom apartment that you may have to some day throw me out of. It’s the perfect size for me and my cat, and I am thoroughly enjoying wandering around talking to myself. There aren’t pictures on the walls and my books are still out of order, but I’m on the way to putting it all together.
Dating is, as always, another story. Perhaps because we’re in our midtwenties and single, my girl friends and I spend a lot of time talking about guys. It’s a phase that I hope doesn’t last forever, but that I’m thoroughly embracing right now. (Uncertainty can be fun if you allow it to be!) There are guys asking us out, talking to us, some that we’re interested in, some that we’re not… it’s a good place to be.
But why let the fun stop there, right? Several of my friends are giving Internet dating a shot, and one friend and I have decided to blog about our experiences. It’s a three month commitment, and I can’t say I’m the most optimistic gal in the world when it comes to the Internet. However, I’m willing to give it an honest chance… and put it on display for the world to read.