Dating Apps – Windows on the World

Forget finding a partner, this end goal is not that enticing, but the process itself continues to amuse and educate. The previous periodic wondering whether to bother to extend membership and if so for how long has now been taken from me: I have allowed all other subscriptions to fall away, but one offered me a lifetime membership for the cost of a few months and I figured: why not?

The One That Got Away?

In almost a year of online dating, coinciding with a year of lockdown, I have met a few men, spoken to quite a few more, exchanged messages with many, and had paraded in front of me the shop window profiles of an almost infinite number.

I Must Deserve This

I had my ‘in tray tasks’ and three interviews, but did not get the job.

Maybe Frogs Is All There Is

It stands to reason that if you open yourself up to online dating you have to have a fairly thick skin. Everyone says so. I do not have a thick skin. Yet I am not the dribbling mess that I would have expected, despite rejections coming (or sometimes not coming but being assumed) thick and fast.

Rejection and Chicken Soup

I’m an omnivore (natch) but I keep an eye out for vegan recipes because of one of my daughters. This is the daughter who lives with her dad when she is not at uni.

Fall Seven Times. Stand Up Eight. Don’t Cry.

So, in terms of jobsearch, I have had a couple of rejections now.  I am only counting the ones that mean something to me.  The ones where I really wanted the jobs, where I took care over my application and where I believed absolutely (and this is rare) that I could do those jobs, do them well, and enjoy them.

Fear of Rejection or Cutting Your Nose to Spite Your Face

My annex is occupied by two young French women.  They seem very nice.  I think the idea must have been to get jobs and learn the language, but, by the sounds of it, they are usually at home.

Catching a Cold

So I got an interview for the nanny job.