“I’ll tell you later.”
“I’ll tell you later.”
“I’ll tell you later.”
This is a common phrase on a dating site. People are not ready to share who they are. All of those questions are being ignored. Want kids? I’ll tell you later. Smoke? I’ll tell you later. Married once or twice? I’ll tell you later. When I see that phrase, I say “Next!”
I was about ready to dump the dating sites because I have not had a very good experience for the money I have paid out. Most of the men I have met have been really needy, broke, preppers, or trying to juggle a bunch of women at one time. Or they decided after one meal that “we don’t have chemistry.” Okay. I get that. I always liked getting to know a person over time and developing a friendship that could possibly move toward a relationship.
And…yes, you guys in my age group – most of you look like my Dad and it’s really creepy to go out with someone who looks like my Dad. Now, my Dad was quite handsome and a really amazing man and my hero, but it’s weird to see men my age and think – oh yeah, I am the same age as my Dad would be – and old guys are turning me down because of “chemistry” rather than getting to know me. When did I become old enough to be hanging out with men who remind me of my Dad? Phooey.
Unfortunately, I found out that my current subscription to one such site has been renewed through January 2026, so I’m stuck until then. Yea. But a few men have reached out to me in recent weeks to say hello and possibly meet up for coffee.
What I don’t understand is so many of them are in different states. If you are in Nogales, AZ or a far-flung county in California, why are you reaching out to me for a date? Napa is far. Bakersfield is far. Several guys contacted me from Florida. Seriously. Trying to round up a bunch of likes? I don’t have any frequent flier miles to go to Florida. It’s hard enough to drive up the 5 to Fresno.
I think I’m still enjoying the adventure and learning not to take it seriously. If a good guy comes my way, great! At the least, it makes for good blog fodder and possibly a new friend. In the meantime, I have my dogs, my travels, my stack of books and my jigsaw puzzles and lots of Netflix and I’m good.
Musings About Life 
As always, your writing is great and you tell a story as well. Thanks for sharing. Hugs, LeNore
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Dear Kathy, I do understand your emotions concerning those dating-experiences. It is a great idea to take all that with humor, and you are having a great kind of humor. I love it!
Three years after my divorce I just wanted “the new man” to hit me in real life. Then I let go all expectaions of meeting someone, and some time later Otto came into my life – in his E-bike-store! It was one of the best that came into my life!
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