Presignify

Firstly, I couldn’t characterize myself as pleasantly comfortable living alone and not be lying. But, I’m not unsatisfied with the reality of life, either. I just suggest it in this blog as an ear-catching little tidbit foreshadowing what I am about to reveal to you

This time last week I was walking the dog, Trisha, pondering about signing up for Great Expectations Dallas. Today, I sit to the blogosphere as a delightfully single member of the matchmaking service. Seriously, I am. It’s great! If you have read my old blog, you may be wondering, “You got some ’splainin to do, Lucy!”

So, I saw these Great Expectations Reviews and liked what I saw. They’re for quality and professional singles who think dating isn’t a game.

Quite frankly, I’d never been a fan of this silly social phenomenon my friends and my family have christened “Dating.” I heard it more than anyone should. Every night readers pester, “You’re still single? ” and “Please tell me you two are dating.”

“Ugh, and double ugh.” I say to them, and playfully so. “There’s nothing to date!”

“Whatever doofus,” they say. “You have no way to know that!”

Leave it to my best friend (she’s the best) hah! Sandy Wilson. She offers common sense directly to my core to set me straight. Loved ones you can trust . She made a good point, and I thank her for it.

Coming home to the message of this post. As I browsed from thousands of outfits (hah) and desirable, honest singles for my first Great Expectations date, a revelation hit me deep. For years, I hadn’t held too many literal great expectations for dating and myself in the adventurous winding course of being human. Single life has its perks, specifically with healthy optimism. Holding great expectations does wonders for a caring soul.

<3, Denise Rodriguez