Online Dating Chronicles: Low Maintenance Lisa

A text a dayBecause I think I’m low maintenance, I’m probably not. But, one unsolicited text a day makes me very happy. Replies don’t count…well, they do, but the unexpected random text of song lyrics always makes me smile…laugh even.  It’s like a flirty version of Name That Tune. OK, maybe not, but it’s fun regardless.

Of course, woman cannot live on digital attention alone. It does help bridge the gap until such time as a certain man makes an appearance in real life. I really hope he shows up. I’m probably jinxing the whole thing by talking about it even in vague terms, but it’s nice to have something exciting to look forward to even if it probably is foolish.

Another thing that makes me low maintenance? I don’t NEED to see a guy I’m dating or in a relationship with every single day.  Sure, it would be nice, but I can manage if it doesn’t fit into our schedules.  I have friends with whom I happy hour regularly and then there’s my writing.  I have to be alone to do that and I must do it.  I suppose I’m a well adjusted adult or something.  I’ll keep telling myself that.

In the day and age of instant digital communication, it seems to me that relationships can be built and maintained at a distance.  Men used to go off to war or journey to the farthest reaches of the country to obtain their fortune.  They would send letters to their sweethearts in an effort to maintain the relationship.  Why should the Internet be any different?

Although, as a friend of mine said, if you do date someone in another state, at some point the two of you have to figure out whether or not someone is going to move.  That’s a while down the road, so I’m not going to worry about it.  I know I’m adventurous.  I come from pioneer and conquistador stock.  It’s in my genes to move around this country.  Although, I’m hard pressed to leave California.  I love it so dearly.

2 thoughts on “Online Dating Chronicles: Low Maintenance Lisa

  1. Moxie

    Excerpted from the script for the hilarious new comedy, “When Moxie Met Ms. Chick.”
    Moxie: You’re the worst kind. You’re high maintenance but you think you’re low maintenance.
    Ms. Chick: I don’t see that.
    Moxie: You don’t see that? ‘Waiter, I’ll begin with a house salad, but I don’t want tomatoes on it.’ I offer to give you a manicure. ‘No thanks, I prefer to paint my own nails. I’m a control freak like that.’
    Ms. Chick: Well, I just want it the way I want it.
    Moxie: I know; high maintenance.

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  2. MsChick74 Post author

    LOL! At least I don’t ask people do to shit for me. Those are the worst kind of women. One of my old roommates used to order her boyfriend around like a butler.

    I maintain myself. 🙂

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