So dating, a part of life that must be lived. Everyone has been or will be on a date.
I'm gonna be honest here, when I was first stepping into the world of blogging, I knew I had to do an about me page. Personal preference, even though I knew most everyone who would follow me are my friends and family who didn't need to click on said page to "get to know me". But alas, I created one. It was so utterly frustrating.
I felt like anything I typed up, sounded like I was on a dating website or app. *read in annoying, flirty, girly voice* Things I enjoy, vaguely describe how old/young I am. I'm a fun person, but also I'm in tune with my "weird side. Yada, yada, blah. And now I realize that yes my about page still sounds like that, but I gave up. So it's as good as it's gonna get.
Also, my ward has decided that all of us are so sadly "single", so they must do something about that, because said singledom is terrible. Apparently. So we now have a matchbox or date box as you will. A Mormon ward tinder, you could say. And as all of you are guessing or already know, I've been set up in it...so I have a date.
Do I sound unexcited? Probably. Am I going to go into it with a good attitude? Yes, because it would be entirely my fault if it was terrible, because I made it terrible. And no one wants a date gone wrong, do they.
So life is awesome, and I'll completely ignore the fact of admitting this date is for real.
Have a blast,
Mercedes
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