I am SO excited for tomorrow!!! Finally finally finally I get to meet some of the awesome women I’ve been talking to for months. I’ll meet even more of them on Saturday.
I’m also a bit nervous though. I don’t know if any of you ever dabbled your toes into the murky waters of online dating, messaging blurry pictured boys with excitement pounding in your veins, creating a brilliant online rapport, only to arrange a date and…..meh. My finding was always that the frogs in the online dating pond are a) invariably 2 inches shorter than they say they are, unless they are over 6″1, when they start to shave 2 inches off instead. Or they are a lot older, considerably balder, or just plain not the same person (that only happened once). However, it wasn’t all bad – I’m actually marrying one of the frogs who hopped into my life one night seven years ago (even if he is 5″8 and not 5″10)
So, will that happen tomorrow and Saturday? Will the kind, supportive, hilarious women I’ve come to love in all their online glory, turn out to be different in person? I really don’t think so. Will I live up to their expectations of me? Which can’t be particularly high admittedly, since I am blunt and oblivious to all kinds of social niceties at the best of times…but I live in hope. I think it will be completely brilliant and I can’t wait.