I am so happy to be married.
There is something to be said about the stability of having that partner. That person to come home to at the end of the day. not having to wonder if they’ll be around for the next holiday. Whether you should introduce him to your friends, to your parents…so glad it’s a thing of the past!
Sure, it’s fun to have late night dates and marathon chat sessions (not to mention a house to yourself) but trying to meet people on your own, or navigateing a datingagency either online or otherwise on top of friends set-ups is HARD! I feel blessed that Yogi Dad kind of fell into my life. A few well-timed CD exchanges, an invite to a graduation party and next thing you know we’re engaged!
I cannot even imagine dating in this social media world. Back when I met Yogi Dad cell phones weren’t that common. I remember vividly calling him from payphones to come join us for happy hour after work. Everything was so much easier then. You called. You made pans. You went on your date and then you called your friends to dissect every minute of said date.
Do they even have payphones anymore? Don’t answer that.
Maybe this makes me old but I cannot think of anything worse than dating surrounded by all of this technology. And I love my technology.
So, maybe it’s not the worst thing. I am a pro at playing Google detective after-all. That may have been handy on a few occasions. It’s right up there though, the only thing I think would be worse than dating in the era of iPhones would be say, dating in London.
I’m a typical Yank. I know I would mistake a charming accent for actual charm and fall for the worst guy possible. This is really the case for all accents though- Southern, Eastern European, Bostonian. I eat it up.
Oddly enough Yogi Dad sounds as midwestern as they come.
And that seems to suit me just fine.
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