SWF looking for SWM w GSOH...

OK, so I followed up on the blind date option that our mutual friend had been spruiking about and it turns out the guy was a bit of a mad keen outdoorsy type.  I am the polar opposite of a mad keen outdoorsy type.

While this guy sounded nice enough, he is apparently very 'active'.  Whereas the closest I come to perspiration is the cold sweat that breaks out at the thought of striding around the countryside climbing and paddling and shooting and kicking and pedalling (all of which this bloke is into!).

I’ve tried to be the outdoorsy girlfriend and really, really sucked at it.  I am just so much more comfortable spending my weekends sharing laughs with loved ones over dinner or drinks, checking out a live gig, pottering around at home cooking or baking, going to the movies or to see a show/comedian, shopping or going for a drive in the country (preferably in the vicinity of a winery).

Hmmm, does that sound like an extract from an on-line dating profile?  Well that’s probably because it is.  Yes, I have just finished dusting off my ‘e-persona’ and decided that after a six-month hiatus, I should upload, go live and give the collective on-line single male community another go.

I’ve had mixed luck with on-line dating.  I’ve met some really normal, lovely and interesting people whom I’ve gone on to have relationships with … but have also come across some very bizarre, deluded, unstable and downright depressing characters.

Like the 36-year-old medieval re-enactment tragic who has left his wife of 17 years a mere three months prior and was sure we’d fall madly in love, if only I agreed to meet him in person. 

Or the mono-brow science guy who used his first email to tell me all about the cultures he’d been growing, how it took about seven attempts but they were finally taking off and … well, I kind of drifted off after that.

Or the toothless, mullet-ridden, wife-beater-wearing, dole-bludger who wasn’t ready to be shackled down to just the one lady but was up for a ‘good time’ if I was.  I wasn’t.

So here we go again, wonder what awaits me!

Aint that a kick in the head

Why is it that a soon as guy has f*cked me around enough to make me fully lose interest, he seems to start being nice again... and despite my best attempts to ignore him, to remind myself how appalling his behaviour was and refuse to get drawn back in, I find myself staring at my phone, willing it to beep in with a text. 

I was seeing BP for about 6 weeks before his erratic behaviour, his hot and cold attention span and his unfounded enjoyment in 'pushing my buttons' to wind me up into an argument grew tiresome and I wrote him off and we called it a day. 

Ironically, in the conversations we've had during the 3 weeks since then, he's been open, warm, funny, thoughtful and interesting.  So with much apprehension, I agreed to meet up with him two nights ago to catch up over a FRIENDLY dinner. 

And BAM. It's almost as if, by having 'the chat' and deciding that we weren't cut out for a relationship, the pressure immediately came off and the natural, relaxed interaction that sprung up in it's place is exactly what we couldn't find before.

So here I am again... distracted at work, wondering if he is also fighting 'second thoughts' that maybe there could be a chance at something developing between us.

One thing is for sure.  I am definitely not going to mention it to him. If something is starting to plant roots and get ready to blossom, the LAST thing I need to do is smother it with obsessive compulsive analysis.

No.  Instead, I will accept that invitation for a blind date that a friend has been trying to set up and put BP out of my mind.  For today anyway!