Dear Future Husband,
Inevitably, on every first date, I am asked the following question:
“So, what do you do for fun??”
As soon as the words are uttered, I IMMEDIATELY panic as I simultaneously internalize my entire existence, which usually ends in me feeling like the most BORING PERSON EVER. I mean, I think I’m loads of fun, but OMG THE PRESSURE!
But, when presented with such a personality-defining question, one cannot remain silent.
So, I simply respond, “I write.”
Which usually leads to, “About what?”
YIKES. YIKES. YIKES.
“Well, you see, I write these letters about my dating life to my currently non-existent Future Husband, whom you just MIGHT be, but I have no idea as this is only our first encounter, and then I post them for the world to read since I obviously cannot share them with him at the moment. So, if you’re NOT my Future Husband, would you at least do something interesting/entertaining so that I have fodder for my next post??”
And maybe that’s why I’m still single.
PS. I’m not dumb…I would never tell you about my blog on the first date: I’d let you find it on Facebook instead.
PSS. On the off chance that you would actually appreciate the above, you TRULY are my Future Husband.