Yesterday after seeing like 50 billion ads for it, I checked out this other online site – Okcupid.com. It’s far less used than Plenty of Fish, or Zoosk, or any of the other free ones but there do seem to be a different array of guys on there. Guys who actually put some effort into filling out their profile. I set up a quick profile just to see what happens because if I don’t, y’all are going to get bored of Miranda pretty quick.
That being said, I feel like all this boy stuff is exhausting. Just getting the email notifications that I have a new message or someone has “favorited” me is exhausting. How did I do this for so long last summer? Maybe my reserves are just depleted.
Even McKing is weirding me out now. He has been cool but suddenly seems distant. And I feel weird that both Gwyn and I remember him wearing a wedding ring last year when we first saw him even though he swears he was not. If it had just been one of us remembering, then I wouldn’t think twice; but both of us do and we are smart girls! - Edited to add at lunch McKing texted me saying he was sorry he'd been out of touch but he was busy with his daughter and focuses on her when she's around. I get that, I really do. But can a sister get a break? It doesn't take that long to send a text or make a quick call. I know guys aren't multi-taskers like us ladies but it's really not that hard to balance two things at one time. Whatever!
To top it all off, Coach was still in town yesterday and he brought me yet another gift. An array of baked goods from his favorite bakery. He actually came to my office in person to deliver it and then sent me a text afterwards telling me how beautiful I was. I wish Saturday night had never happened.
So I don’t know what to do. Sabbatical? Keep plowing into the online dating world? Make more of an effort to get out and about and meet people in the real world? Just shut the hell up and go ahead and become a psycho cat lady who travels to Hawaii twice a year? Y’all tell me.
PS – I’ve had two good interviews for jobs in the last week. Keep your fingers crossed. A new job may be just what I need to get a little zing back in my steps. Both are at hospitals too. Just think – I could end up dating a doctor! HA!