Confession: I have never been on a date with someone, who, I am not in a relationship with. I am turning thirty-four in one week.
Dates make me cringe. The awkward. Oh the awkward. Maybe I shouldn’t diss it till I try it, but, oh eeeeek!
And how do you get a date? Supermarket and bananas in the basket? Online? Pubs and seedy clubs? Accidentally bumping into someone and helping pick up the contents of your bag?
If Sophie Monk can’t get a date or find love, what is the world coming to? She is gorgeous and funny, caring and sexy. I have no chance.
When you do manage to get a date, who decides where to go? What do you wear? Who pays? Do you go together? What do you talk about? How do you say goodbye? (I never want to speak to you again!) and what if I’m the rejected? Blurgh.
Even if my father thinks I’m the biggest catch available, let’s look at it realistically. I am a mother of two school aged boys, I am an unemployed teacher, I have a past and with that past comes insecurity issues (that I’m working on), I have way too many clothes and shoes, we have two cats.
Will I be alone forever?
Please feel free to share your stories, it could spark some positivity.
Disclaimer: I’m not ready to date, but I am curious.
Love Nora xxx