How was your week? Did craziness run rampant for everyone? It did for me. Not all on the dating front, but some. I’m not sure where to start. I guess I’ll start where we left off…BUMBLE.

MY FIRST SWIPE AT BUMBLE.

I did finally sign up. However, I JUST did. Really, like, 8 hours ago, so there is nothing much to report at this time. I filtered the age range from 7 years younger to 9 years older. I figured that was a good starting point. I skipped over some areas on my profile, where I didn’t believe the choices they allowed me, were accurate enough. I suppose I may be overthinking this. (No, not me. lol!) I did silly things, like, while deciding on one, sliding the picture over to peek at the next one coming up and I ended up accidentally swiping every-which-way. Yes, I did it more than once. Honestly, I know there must be a “right” way to do this, but I am smack-dab in the middle of the learning curve. I am complicating something that is supposed to simple. Right? When I tried to retrieve a profile, they offered it to me for a “price”. Okay, yes, I laughed out loud.

As it stands right now, I believe I have 10 mutual matches. It’s my move first and I have 24 hours to make it, from the time of the match. There seems to be limited information on profiles, so this may be more difficult of a process for me, than I expected. I am a little Type A. (I am working on that.) I completely passed on those profiles with no information. I know “they” say a picture’s worth a thousand words…but these pics were not speaking to me, at all. I’ll keep you posted. Please share any of your memorable stories. I love stories!

BTW. What’s with the pixelated pictures of men, (I believe on mine there are 42) that BUMBLE says are interested in me, but I can’t see them?? What’s with that? Apparently, I have to pay to upgrade to see them. Teasers. It turned into a game for me (yes, I know, that’s probably bad) when I noticed the red number on the heart (top left on screen) would occasionally change when I would swipe. If I swiped right and they were already interested, the number would drop and we would pop up as an instant match. Then of course, if I swiped left and they were up in that number as an interested party, the number would also drop. Yes…I was trying to guess as I swiped. No…I’m not proud of that.

S1 REACHED OUT. CURIOUS.

S1 earned points with me here. He waited a couple of days and then reached out. He actually sent me a text and asked if I was okay with contact from him. Of course, I was agreeable to that. He then phoned, basically inquiring on where he went wrong. His actions spoke volumes of his character. No attitude, no digs, no comments, just sincere interest to know. Wow.

I’m ALL for communication. It is so important in building that open, honest relationship, I think we all desire. But, is there a limit? Can we communicate too much? Is it like I would tell my children when they were little; Not everything that is in your head, needs to come out of your mouth!?! Personally, I am thinking this rule, still applies. What do you think? Do we really have to share EVERYTHING that is on our mind? Or is it more of a “pick your battle” situation? What DO you think? I’m very interested to hear.

Anyway, I found myself unable to address everything over the phone. I didn’t know how. I didn’t even want to, for fear of hurting him. I did finally manage to muster the nerve to open talks about the body language at our meet (which I wouldn’t normally have even discussed, but it was an easier subject than a couple of others) and the different pages we sat on in regards to that particular intimate topic. Who wants to deprive someone of something that they take pleasure in? NOT ME! And that was a no compromise “zone” for me.

He managed to put me at ease on both fronts. One…He wasn’t aware of his “body language” and apparently it was not indicative of how he was feeling at all. He elaborated on how much he enjoyed my company and felt we were mutually engaged in the moment and the meeting. And Two…When he was asking if I enjoyed that “particular intimate practice” it was because it has been a common “like” for women he has dated in the past. It was more about “pleasing them” than the other way around. I’m not sure I’m sold on that 100%. But…new MINDSET here, right?! He asked me if we could continue talking and if I would consider meeting him again soon. I couldn’t say no. (Well, of course, I could have…but I didn’t.)

SIDE NOTE (1): I finally heard back from J2 one of my REVISITs. (My friend through music.) I was very happy to hear, he had found someone special. I was very hesitant with this one, and I’m glad I went with my gut. She’s now “got” herself a great guy!

DELICIOUS BAD BOY FROM MY PAST REACHED OUT.

Oh my. Have you ever had the “Bad Boy” or “Bad Girl” experience? I have. More times than I care to remember. What on earth is the appeal? I don’t get it. And I did it. Over and over.

Well, my favorite all-time Bad Boy kisser (we are going to have to call him J3, perhaps “Delicious J3”) sent me a message. You know the one…How’ve you been? Been awhile since we’ve seen each other...and…With COVID? (No, he was not on my lists.) We started writing back and forth and he told me about the most horrendous breakup, I’ve ever heard about, with his last girlfriend. One thing lead to another and the next thing I know, he was coming over to chat the following evening.

He brought wine. I made dinner. We talked for hours. His last relationship story read like a Movie of the Week. Intrigue, drama, sex, the occult, anxiety, sex, suicide attempts, assault, sex, deceit, etc. I have to admit the story actually triggered a little fear in me. As much as I enjoy kissing (and then some…) this gorgeous man, I know we are never going anywhere with a relationship. And right now, it wasn’t even sounding safe. (What if his crazy ex-girlfriend, decides she wants him back and he’s with me…wouldn’t put stalking past her…or worse!) I made sure I mentioned I had an upcoming date with a new guy. I made it through the night, not succumbing to the delicious Bad Boy. Yes, we have communicated since…I haven’t weakened yet. But let me say; If there was an award for Fine Free-Style Kissing…oh YES!!! Winner hands down. (I can “just think” about kissing him…and…phewwwwwww!! My, My, My!!) Not certain how many times I can resist saying: Yes!

SIDE NOTE (2): Social distanced outside at a local restaurant with a friend recently. I loved feeling that tiny bit of normal. Until this drunken fellow staggered by the outside tables, parading for the ladies and yelling: “I’m single Ladies! That’s right, I’m single!” And I was like: “And that’s why. That’s why!” Seems COVID is getting to nearly everyone!

Until next Thursday…Have a fantastic week!