Written by Desiree Peters, sleeplessinsacramento.com
If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. Unless you are dating. Then you might be desperate. As a single woman rapidly approaching a glorious 30 years of age, I’ve had plenty of time to hear all the cliches. “It’ll happen when you least expect it”, “You need to be happy with yourself” blah, blah, blah. If you’ve been single more than one round of family holidays you know exactly what I’m talking about. You have this crazy mix of people who tell you need to put yourself out there, and others who suggest that you just need to wait and see or don’t try too hard.
As for me, I’ve had quite the string of “tries”- from the setup that I googled and found out was a pedophile, the Mormon missing a tooth that kissed me after he told me he wanted to baptize me as his next wife, to the alcoholic who compared my morning cup of joe to his morning “beer to calm the shakes”. Online dating. Nuff said. If you have been wifed up since before online dating was a thing, then count yourself lucky. But feel free to pull up a chair as I share my humorous adventures of a single woman in the 2020’s.
Hilarious, ridiculous dates aside, those I tell my dating stories to have asked me how I keep doing it. Oh, who am I kidding? Hilarious and ridiculous sums up my whole dating life! But to be honest, I have had those moments when I question that myself. Hope. Hope is a really powerful thing that can knock down buildings if its fire is lit within you. I have seen some of the worst that the dating pool has to offer (did I mention the guy who told me I was a “cereal dater” (yes like Captain Crunch) because I told him no to a second date?). However, I have also met some of the most amazing people who have impressed me, inspired me, and taught me.
While they were definitely not what I was looking for, meeting people who are NOT meant for you is sometimes the match needed to light the fire of hope and continue to put yourself out there. I’ve often prayed for God to bring people across my path that remind me of the good things he has for me – and he has.
I have been stood up dozens of times and had more than my fair share of bad dates, but it’s hope that keeps me going. That and a lot of laughter. I mean if you can’t walk away from being kissed by a guy with a missing tooth with a little bit of laughter, then how on earth do you survive? I’ve made my own mistakes, and I’ve been the source of many awkward encounters and conversations. But at the end of the day, I have experienced a pretty amazing journey full of hope, laughter, and so much love.