Sure, he turned out to be an ass hat who ghosted me over Christmas after giving me a facial, but for a while there I was having fun.
Dates have been few and far between lately since I stopped internet dating.
And I’ll admit, when I got an email from Match.com with pictures of my “matches” I paused and glanced at a few of them.
I looked but I didn’t click.
I LOVE the holidays.
It’s my favorite time of year, the days between my birthday and New Year’s Day.
The only thing that could make my holiday better would be a holiday hookup, but I don’t see how that’s even possible given that I’m not meeting anyone.
Years ago, I had a boyfriend who also loved the holiday season and I think our first Christmas together was the happiest I’ve been IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.
We listened to holiday music together, explored the Bay Area, and I chronicled all of it with pictures and photo books.
Yup, I was THAT KIND OF GIRLFRIEND.
This year, I think I’m destined to go through the holidays solo.
And I’m okay with that.
It’s much better to go through the holidays alone than go through the holidays with a face full of Israeli cum and a ghost.