Especially for women who are middle-aged and older, it feels nice to be 'seen' at a time when society tells you that you are becoming "invisible" unless you look like Jennifer Lopez or Cindy Crawford.
I've also learned there men actually interested in dating.
Unfortunately, as two people with impossibly tight and busy schedules, we weren't able to (or perhaps were unwilling or frightened) to carve out enough time in our schedules to really give the relationship a chance.
I'm not sure if it's because older women are seen as more interesting or self-assured, or (as I suspect) because men watch too many X-rated films centered on the younger man/older woman trope. Another downside is that when I match with someone, we are freed from face-to-face communication, which isn't always good.
Many men act in ways I imagine they would if they were sitting across from me over dinner.
My friend and I were sharing a hotel room at a weeklong business conference.
After a day of dry lectures and an evening of happy hours and conference socializing, we were tired, a bit tipsy, and slightly giddy.
I didn't and we dated for a few more months but parted ways once we determined we wanted different things from a relationship. We matched on Tinder and he immediately asked me to dinner.
Our dinner, at a local restaurant specializing in all kinds of meat, lasted four hours.
As we sipped wine and gazed out at the hotel's infinity pool and the lights of the city, we talked about how nice it would be have to have a date with us.
Naturally, the topic turned to men and the atmosphere in the room began to resemble a slumber party. We sat side by side, swiping right and left, exclaiming with glee when we matched with someone. I had tried (and still use) other dating applications but the pool of men I had been meeting began to feel limited.
With no relatives nearby to watch my son, my dating life is restricted to Monday nights and alternate weekends.