I hate dating. Or maybe I should say I hated dating. Sometimes it seemed like such a rollercoaster or sometimes more of a game. My dating time was longer than that of many of my friends so I had some real winners.
There were those dates with guys that I actually was quite interested in - rare, but definitely worth persuing (Steve was one of these). The kind of date that leaves you hopeful for more. You analyze every detail of the date to see if he was "into you" or not. In my case, I would lay awake and worry and think. I would try to encourage other meetings when I looked my best. One time I even walked to a building I had a class in, even though it was cancelled, just so I might bump into Steve.
(As I write, the phone rings and changes my ending to this post)
I had many bad dates. I should write a book about them. There was sheep boy - someone I asked out to an institute dance, but shouldn't have. I had the hardest time 'breaking up" with him even though we weren't dating. Then there was the time I (or rather a date with me) was the Christmas present for the son of a coworker. That was one of the more painful (literally) dates since he was a black diamond skier and I get along better with the bunny hill. Let's just say that even the ski patrol were laughing at me as I looked up from one of my more dramatic wipeouts. There was the blind date with a friend of the governor's son. We went with the gov's son and a big group to a comedy club (not funny) where the comic ended up making fun of me then we ended up playing laser tag in the gov's mansion where my date ditched me and I kept looking for some secret closet somewhere so I would be able to avoid my date. I could go on, but I won't.
My point is that I hated dating. Steve and I have discussed how glad we are to not be in the dating process. We like dates with eachother, though.
When we signed our listing agreement our condo was on the market within hours. Steve told the realtor that if this was a date he'd say, "Isn't this going a little fast?" And the comparisons began.
Trying to make yourself/home attractive. Making the right connections. The first date/showing. Feedback on what your date/potential buyer thought. Etc etc.
We just finished our first weekend on the market and have one offer and another potential offer. Without going into much detail I will just say that it feels like dating again. Offer. Not acceptible. Counter-offer. They weren't so sure so they called and tried to see what our bottom line was and kindof submitted an offer. We said no way Jose. So as I started to write this everlasting post we weren't "dating" anymore. The realtor called and said they accepted our initial counter offer so I guess we are "engaged" but I am still holding my breath because we haven't been dating very long. If all goes well we will be "getting married" on May 11.
There were those dates with guys that I actually was quite interested in - rare, but definitely worth persuing (Steve was one of these). The kind of date that leaves you hopeful for more. You analyze every detail of the date to see if he was "into you" or not. In my case, I would lay awake and worry and think. I would try to encourage other meetings when I looked my best. One time I even walked to a building I had a class in, even though it was cancelled, just so I might bump into Steve.
(As I write, the phone rings and changes my ending to this post)
I had many bad dates. I should write a book about them. There was sheep boy - someone I asked out to an institute dance, but shouldn't have. I had the hardest time 'breaking up" with him even though we weren't dating. Then there was the time I (or rather a date with me) was the Christmas present for the son of a coworker. That was one of the more painful (literally) dates since he was a black diamond skier and I get along better with the bunny hill. Let's just say that even the ski patrol were laughing at me as I looked up from one of my more dramatic wipeouts. There was the blind date with a friend of the governor's son. We went with the gov's son and a big group to a comedy club (not funny) where the comic ended up making fun of me then we ended up playing laser tag in the gov's mansion where my date ditched me and I kept looking for some secret closet somewhere so I would be able to avoid my date. I could go on, but I won't.
My point is that I hated dating. Steve and I have discussed how glad we are to not be in the dating process. We like dates with eachother, though.
When we signed our listing agreement our condo was on the market within hours. Steve told the realtor that if this was a date he'd say, "Isn't this going a little fast?" And the comparisons began.
Trying to make yourself/home attractive. Making the right connections. The first date/showing. Feedback on what your date/potential buyer thought. Etc etc.
We just finished our first weekend on the market and have one offer and another potential offer. Without going into much detail I will just say that it feels like dating again. Offer. Not acceptible. Counter-offer. They weren't so sure so they called and tried to see what our bottom line was and kindof submitted an offer. We said no way Jose. So as I started to write this everlasting post we weren't "dating" anymore. The realtor called and said they accepted our initial counter offer so I guess we are "engaged" but I am still holding my breath because we haven't been dating very long. If all goes well we will be "getting married" on May 11.
11 comments:
lol...I remember sheep boy! Dating is a pain in the butt, although I was more of a "hang-out" kinda girl. Congrats on the sale!
Wow! That was fast! Congratulations and we hope that everything goes the way that you guys are wanting to. Let us know if we can help with anything!
Wahooo!
We were engaged to buy a house on April 10th, but we got dumped; though we were getting cold feet, too. :(
Now we're back to meeting houses. I am finding that a whole lot of dating helps to be sufficiently picky.
I hope your sale goes through.
Good luck.
Well aren't you metaphorically clever?! LOL Makes me miss working with you. Let's hope it's a short engagement and everything works out to make it a lasting contract. :) I feel honored to have consoled you over the Christmas present date and if you had asked me opinion in the first place well....we wouldn't be having this conversation. Can't blame L for wanting you as a DIL though.
oh my goodness. i need to call you tomorrow for sure! have you noticed that condos are popping up for sale all of the sudden? i have and it's making me nervous. . .but this is good news!
LOL I love your posts! You are always so funny. :) Congratulations on the "engagement" I hope all goes well for you.
holy cow that was really fast. congrats you guys. i hope everything goes smoothly for you.
You are so FUNNY! Jared and I were just talking about having Mutton for dinner the other night :) j/k Good luck, I'm so glad you've gotten offers so quickly with the market the way it is THAT'S AWESOME! Where are you headed again? I'll just read back on your posts. :) Love you. Tell me some "more" dating stories. ;)
I couldn't stop laughing!!! I'd love to hear more of those dating stories :)
Okay... I'll post a couple of stories in the near future.
Em, how I remember those days...and most of the stories as well! What fun and wonderful it's over. We are also "engaged" to sell our condo the first week of May. I made the comment to Brian last week that looking at houses felt like dating again. Only this time they are ALL blind dates. I hope things work out for you (and us!).
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