The RWBF*

So, I've been struggling with whether or not to write about this . . . but here's one of those set-in-stone writer's rules I'll share with you all: When you have something gnawing at the corner of your brain that you think you might want to write about, you'd better just buckle down and write about it already, because until you do, you won't be able to write (well) about anything else. Case in point--I've started around five other blog entries that I just haven't been able to really get out and finish, and it's because I wasn't writing about what I really wanted to write about. The muse is a harsh mistress.

Therefore, I'm just going to get this post out of the way so that I can get on with things already. There's been a change in my life recently, one that I wasn't looking for or expecting at all. I've struggled a bit with how to articulate it, but I think the direct approach is best, so here it is: apparently, I now have a boyfriend. Yes, I'm using that word after only three weeks. See, I could have just said that I've started seeing someone, or that I'm in the beginning stages of a new relationship . . . but when you get together with someone three, four, five times a week, spend entire weekend days together, and talk on the phone multiple times a day, every day--that's a boyfriend. No getting around it.

How did this happen? Well, after the last guy I dated from Match, I was ready to give it up for a while. I was getting sick of weeding through the e-mails and winks, going out on tedious dates and figuring out how to handle things afterwards, exchanging e-mails with seemingly interesting people only to be disappointed when we met. And really, I was just getting sick of dating in general--I was ready to take a break and withdraw for a while, catch up on my writing, do some reading, hang out with friends I haven't seen lately, etc. (After all, I did have a social life before I signed up for Match!) So, that was the plan--I was all set to take down my profile. But, there was this one guy. We had been trying to make plans for a while, but both of us had been busy, and when a free night came up, I decided I'd go on this one last date. . . .

What can I say? Those of you who have been out of the dating pool for a while may not remember that absolutely delicious feeling when you meet someone and know from the first moment that there's something there. It was just one of those BAM moments. We were obviously, immediately attracted to each other, and we had one of those really great date nights--intense conversation with no lags or awkward moments, a feeling of being really comfortable with each other right from the beginning, and of course, the whole attraction thing . . . just pure chemistry, which doesn't happen very often. So, all of these factors made me set aside my initial (and pretty major) reservation about this guy. Some of you know already what I'm talking about, but for those of you who don't, prepare to be shocked.

He's a conservative.

O.K., so there's something to chew on. I've got to run to work now, but I'll delve into this more later. And I'm really going to try to commit more to the blog going forward--I know I've been pretty negligent lately. (That tends to happen when I get involved in a new relationship . . . there's just no time!) Stay tuned.

[*Regarding the blog title: RWBF = Right-Wing Boyfriend]