Well it only took me 28 years to figure this out. Everyone, at some point or another, has created a checklist of qualities they want in their potential partner. It’s human nature to yearn for perfection. The problem is, no one is perfect, well, except for Ryan Gosling. So if your checklist is a million miles long, newsflash, you’re going to be single forever. Not just forever. I’m talking about The Sandlot type of foooorrr-eeeeevvvvv-eeerrrrr. If there are certain qualities in another person that you know you can’t live without, by all means, hold out for what you want. But if your checklist is the same length at the book Yongle Dadian, which has total of 11,095 volumes and 22,877 chapters, it’s time to throw the checklist away or risk dying alone. Besides, a checklist that long is utterly ridiculous. Mine was more reasonable. I thought an even 20,000 chapters would suffice.
Here’s the point of this post. I’ve learned an interesting lesson; again, it
only took me 28 years. A few of
months ago I went on a handful dates with a couple of gentleman who had almost all of the qualities on my “checklist”. Both guys were tall, handsome, smart, had
jobs, and knew what they wanted out of life.
I shared a few things in common with both suitors and figured one
of these guys had to be the end all be all.
After a few dates with each guy, I began to realize that even with my checklist almost full-filled, combined with shared interests, I found myself bored. Completely bored. Gone with
the Wind bored. I was so
confused! All of my dating experience
and creating a fool proof checklist of the perfect boyfriend was all for what? Nothing. That’s right folks, nothing. Well, not totally nothing, there was wine
and cheese involved which is always worth something!
There’s so much pressure to date the person that fits the perfect picture of your future life. Maybe
that’s just pressure that I put on myself, though. Friends have told me throughout the years to
let go of what I think I need and to just let whatever happens, happen. For the longest time I thought I knew
better. I was looking for the epitome of
true gentleman. What girl wouldn’t want
that? It wasn’t until I actually went
out with the living, breathing, reality of my checklist that I realized how
boring my life would be if I actually got what I wanted. So, I’m off to buy a shredder. Time to take my 20,000 chapters, make some
confetti, and have a party, wine and cheese included.
