I just needed some time to let my feelings settle and figure out what I want. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach. It was yet another online dating failure for me. Looking through two-dimensional images of men on my phone felt more like a game to pass time than a thoughtful process of choosing a potential romantic partner. After the rejection text, I decided I was done with all apps and websites advertising shortcuts for meeting your one and only. Having just turned 40, I knew that living 34 miles east of L.
Are you a veteran of L. We want to publish your story. I decided to go for it. I hired the professional matchmaking service to help me find a potential life partner.
After I committed to the process, I felt enormous relief. I had outsourced the physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausting search for a husband. I no longer had to fret about optimizing my chances of meeting eligible bachelors. A friend of mine likened it to hiring a real estate agent. Before finding the man of my dreams, however, I had to establish a healthy and functioning relationship with the matchmaker — Christie — that I was paired up with at Three Day Rule.
Here was a woman whose job it was to know intimate details about my romantic life. The first two matches were nice, but nothing clicked. Then, she matched me with John. She found him by engaging in some deep social-media digging. It took him a day to respond, to get over the shock of it.
When he did, he told her he was ready. As he later told me, she asked him many of the same questions she asked me — relationship history, family dynamics and more.
