My first online dating experience was exactly what I needed.
He was fun. Flirty. Sexy. It was easy for me to flirt with him. I have no idea why–he’s 2 years younger, kept up with witty/flirty banter, made it clear that he was interested in making out with me and didn’t talk about any big promises/life plans…ok, so I knew why…and I was feeling good about it.
It was 2 days after my 30-somethingth birthday. We met for drinks at a local bar. We watched some college basketball and flirted. He told me he had a “birthday present for me” and if I wanted it, I’d have to take him home. So in those few minutes, I did something I’d never done before, swallowed my fear and said (much more confidently than I felt) “Let’s go.”
And just like that, Stella got her groove back (or FINALLY got her groove on).