Six months after moving to New York, I started online dating. Not necessarily because I really wanted for find a boyfriend; it was just me just wanting to go on dates because they were so much fun. There were points where I was going on dates with two or three people a week. Dating people casually, I didn't really meet anyone that I was interested in for a while. But I met a bunch of really interesting, great guys, who I still keep in touch with — it's hard to be real friends with them, but we're pretty friendly. I've set up some of the guys on dates with my girlfriends.
Eddy was the one who messaged me first, and initially I never got back to him. Then he was ready to quit online dating, and as a last-ditch effort he sent me a message, like, Hey, I'm getting off this, but I wanted to message you again and see if you would at all be interested in going on a date with me. Send me a text if you're interested. And I actually texted him back, because I looked at his profile and saw that he was Australian, and who doesn't want to go on a date with an Australian babe?!
So we set up the date but had to push it off a couple times. It wasn't a priority, because I was seeing so many random people at that point. And when I finally met Eddy for our first date, I had been going on so many of these, and was so busy, I didn't even know his name. I walked into the restaurant where we met, and I literally had to check my phone, like, Who the fuck is that guy?
He took me out to dinner, which is a really bold first-date move, and it ended up going really well. We had such a great time, we went to about seven different bars afterward.
About three weeks into things, we were eating dinner at a restaurant in Brooklyn when I realized I was just so infatuated with him. We had been talking for hours, and it felt so right. That was the first moment when I wasn't just going through the motions, as I had been on all those dates with other people. That's when I started throwing down the hammer, like, Yo, that profile better be off, because it's either only me or none of me.
Around that time also was his birthday and I bought him a plant, another bold move for a new couple. He's felt obligated to keep it alive ever since. It's a nice, growing symbol of our relationship.
He loves to bring up scenarios where we could have met offline. Like, there was a Super Bowl party two years ago, and we found out we both were there. Or, we used to live really close to each other in the same neighborhood and would go to this one restaurant all the time, but never crossed paths.