And once you know how it is inadvertently turning off the men who are looking for a positive, fun connection, it’s really not that difficult.
Some people my age — extreme middle-age — train for marathons, or paddle down the Amazon, skydive, or adopt. And having realized this one long-shot dream with my grown child gave me the confidence to try something even harder: to date.
The thing was, I had just done something brave, which was to write a memoir with my son, tour the East Coast together, and appear on stages before hundreds of people at a time.
Because, let’s face it, the odds are not in our favor, ladies.
As we get older the man-to-woman ratio moves more and more lopsided.
My second favorite dating book, after Mars and Venus on a Date, are the Rules for Dating series.
This series is written by a couple of now middle aged women, starting in the 90s, and updated every few years to account for new technology and interest in the concept.
I would say most of the people railing against it, that it is full of manipulation, have not REALLY read the books.
As suggested, I have read and re-read each book and the concepts, for the most part, align exactly with the loving ideas of Mars and Venus on a Date book.
I recoil even from the word “date,” let alone the concept of possibly beginning a romantic relationship. I have an almost perfect life, even though I’ve been single since my last long-term boyfriend and I broke up four years ago.