By Sasha Madarasz
‘I’m ready to get back out there’ - I seriously thought I’d never feel this way again.
When you get burned, and I mean really truly ravaged with the pain of love, sometimes it’s hard to recognize the person you thought you once were. That was me for about two years; post-divorce, post-30, post-everything happy, exciting, and worthwhile… or at least that’s how it felt.
Then, about two months ago, things eased up. I started smiling and flirting. I’ve been wearing my sexy lingerie under my business dresses, and it’s apparent something has shifted. Return of the mac.
With my new attitude and killer heels, I’ve entered back into the scene in an attempt to cross paths with Mr Right. My efforts have reaped me a few nasty hangovers sprinkled with the memories of a married man coming onto me and a tight escape from a near cradle-robbing. I may have ripped out a cougar claw on that one.
None of these incidents are good except to keep your friends entertained, and the saddest part of it all is that I’m better than this. Not to be tooting my own horn here, but the truth is I’m successful, down to earth, loyal, creative, fun and funny, and not sore on the eyes. I put value in real things. I have a ton of friends, a happy life, and all I want is someone who is kind, fun, and into me so WHY IS HE SO HARD TO FIND?
I’ve talked this subject into the ground. I’m tired of having analysis paralysis of the dating muscle. The truth is things are a lot different than they were in 2000, which is the last time I was single. Most of my friends are married, and so are their friends. I don’t dip my pen in the company ink, so dating at work is off the cards. Social gatherings are smaller, fewer and further in-between. And although I love bar crawling, I’ve never in my 34 years met a love interest while slurring my words into someone’s ear in-between bass beats.
All these facts came together in my head recently and quietly snapped the final straw. Last week, I finally admitted to my best friend, with the air of a child who just got caught with her hand in the cookie jar, that I have embraced the 21st century and signed up with a dating agency. I figured it was a middle ground between online dating and traditional means of meeting a love interest. This is what happened:
I contacted Two’s Company. The owner met with me, talked in-depth with me about myself, my likes, dislikes, what I’m looking for - the usual suspects. From there she went swimming through her massive pool of single, successful, men who want to meet a good woman. I liked this process because a human was matching me with another human, both humans of which she had met. It was a good start.
To fast forward to the meaty bit, I was paired up, and met Mr. X on a blind date at a nice Japanese restaurant. He was refreshingly great. We swapped stories and slowly relaxed into the evening. I stayed out longer with him than anticipated, and low and behold, we had a second meeting. Fast forward to this week, and it’s clear we’re not meant to go any further, but going through this process has made me realise it’s beyond nice to actually be dating and to actually receive a phone call from a man who is interested in dating too. Thanks to Two’s Company, I’ve easily entered back into the game. I’ve been set up on my second dating experience with a new bachelor. Who knows if this one will be the explosive match making you see in Hollywood movies, but whether it is or isn’t, it’s definitely making me feel welcome in Single Land. A million thanks Two’s Company!
For anyone who is ready to take the next step forward and meet that perfect person, Two's Company can help. It would be a pleasure to hear from you!
To find out more about how Two’s Company can help you meet the right singles visit www.twoscompany.co.nz or phone Sasha 0800-021-522