Now, Nobody can say I’m terribly satisfied being picky and not crack a smile. Even then, I’m not unsatisfied with the reality of life, either. I just mention it in this blog as an ear-catching detail introducing what I am about to unravel!
A week ago today I met for coffee with Trisha, pondering about buying a membership to a Dallas Singles dating service. As of this minute, I type to you as a happy member of the matchmaking service. For real, and I almost don’t believe it myself! Its very comfortable and full of nice people! If you know me at all, you may be wondering, “You totally owe me an explanation.”
So, I saw this Great Expectations Dating site and felt encouraged. They’re for the honest singles who care enough to know dating doesn’t have to be so frivolous and stupid.
Because I’d never enjoyed or even tolerated whatever it is that most people have named “dating.” I heard it more than you know. Each night they nagg, “Are you seeing somebody?” and “Just get out there and date him!”
“That’s rubbish,” I banter right back, without missing a beat. “Take a look around, I’m not missing much.”
“You’re as ridiculous as you are hilarious,” they level with me. “How would you know, you haven’t seen Friday Night Magic in a year!”
Thankfully, that’s my friend (on a good day) hah! Sandy McCarthy. She pours rational thought to my brain 99% of the time. Caring souls I depend on . She made a good point, and I joined.
Back to the message of this essay. As I browsed from hundreds of combinations of outfits for my first singles event with Great Expectations, a revelation hit me honest. Over the last year, I hadn’t had the greatest of emotional great expectations for dating and myself in the adventurous winding course of this world. Being single isn’t so bad, only if you take the opportunity to meet new people. Embracing your own great expectations works terrifically for a caring soul.
+Monica Ross
