A new chapter

When I finally decided that I could no longer fight for Joe, I joined eHarmony.  I created a basic profile and sifted through the hundreds of matches that instantly appeared.

Walter and I exchanged the standard communication messages on eharmony.  He seemed alright.  Pictures were okay, profile was alright and answers were fine.  I was intrigued, but not crazily interested.  Just enough to start email communication.  As we exchanged emails, my interest was increasingly piqued.  Here was a smart, tall, gujarati-speaking, vegetarian, seemingly down-to-earth Canadian guy.  This was GREAT!!!

We agreed to talk on Skype and I was nervous.  It was 1am, and I had been working on my thesis for most of the evening.  I wasn't sure I'd make a good first impression at that hour.  I was already in my pyjamas and was just about ready for bed.  But, I figured that if he didn't like me in that state, then we stood no chance.  So, we skyped.

To my surprise, he was much better looking in person (phew!!!).  We managed to talk for a few hours before I had to get to bed.  It was such a nice feeling!  I had found someone other than Joe that I could hold a conversation with for hours!  And, he didn't care that I was in my sweatpants and hoodie!  Fantastic!

We arranged skype dates for the two days that followed.  And the day after, and the day after that.... it was helpful that he was on leave from work for two weeks and I was working through my thesis.  So, we both had flexible schedules and found a lot of time to talk.  In fact, we were talking for about 10 hours a day, it was ridiculous!  Looking back, I can't even tell you what the conversations were about.  Life, religion, politics, and nothing.

A few small flags came up, but nothing too crazy.  I made fun of him for tucking in his t-shirts (into shorts or jeans or whatever he was wearing), but that's all I had found so far.  My friends had always criticized me for being too picky and never giving anyone other than Joe a chance.  I was determined to give Water a fair chance.

It was interesting.  Only a few weeks after deciding to end the fight with my parents, I found this seemingly perfect guy.  Taller (Joe was shorter), same culture, same religion, same language, similar interests, well educated... could it be that I had found a guy that fit both my and my parents' criteria??? :)