Halfway Through June
I am sick of writing about Match.com. I deleted the last two posts there were on here on the subject. After a month on Match.com I was ragged. I was checking the app way too much. I wondered if it was affecting my work. I had to admit that if there were the case, I had become an actual dating app addict.
Does it Really Matter if You’re Good Looking or Not?
My humorous comment I wrote on my Match profile “extra points for being reasonably good looking” has drawn a fair amount of comment. But now I feel unsure: maybe I missed something there. After all, “there’s more to life than being really, really, really good looking.” Or not being good looking. Derek Zoolander (Ben Stiller) explains it all for you:
It Has to Stop. Soon.
And I realized it had to stop. So I made a rule. One time per day on Match. Eight p.m. at night, that’s it. Also, I told myself, I would not add any more chats. I would talk to the few guys who I was still talking to – two of them – and that would be it. I would go off the app when those chats concluded.
But then I added just one more chat. A guy who had a graduate degree from the University of Texas. That’s kind of like being an academic blueblood.
So anyway. Match in abeyance. Winding down. A month on Match is probably enough. For a while.
Summer Trips Take Over
I have turned my attention to planning summer trips. There are three. One trip, to California to see Randa in her new home . I have a stake in seeing it, since I was able to be encouraging and supportive her during the purchase. She says I was the only one who told her it was going to work! Well we got the last laugh on them. She’s completed her first year as a homeowner. I am so proud of her and I’m proud of myself for encouraging her.
One trip to see Joline and meet her new boyfriend in Missouri. She and I plan to stay in a cabin in the woods which has NO WIFI. Now that’s roughing it. We plan to write, draw, kayak, and bicycle, and may come out totally changed individuals. Or, if not that, partially changed.
Because in truth, any trip, say, even any given day changes you.
And one camping trip with Andrew, who wants to go to a dark sky area and see the milky way. It’s something he’s been talking about for a couple of years.
So I Plan My Escape to Montana.
I figured out that this was something we could easily do in Montana, where we could also drive the Southeast Montana Burger Trail and see hot springs and the biggest lake on the Missouri. There are also Lewis and Clark historical sites. The only problem is that it would take at least five or six days and Andrew doesn’t have that long. It is possible that we could do something similar in Wyoming which is closer.
But I’ve never been in Montana. I feel the call of the open road. Sure they have Match.com in Montana — there was even a guy who liked my Match.com profile, from way out in Billings — but I’m pretty sure that once you’re in the Dark Sky zone, lying on your back, looking up at the Milky Way, that you will not care about anything except the extreme size of the universe and your own extreme smallness … not to mention the deepest recesses of your humanity.
After my month on Match the deep recesses of humanity is kindof what I’d like to get back to, at least temporarily.