NJM #9 - Love Is Blind in These Foolish Things

I’m watching the series Love Is Blind on Netflix and it’s fun to watch, but makes me think a little bit about that time that I met The Scot on Tinder while I was traveling through Scotland and then when we actually met in NYC for a romantic New Year’s Eve experience.

The premise of the Netflix show is that these total strangers meet each other in these “pods” where they can’t see each other and are supposed to get to know each other just through talking. Some of the couples feel so strongly for each other sight unseen that they get engaged. Once engaged, they get to meet each other in person and then go on a vacation together where they get to know each other further. Then, they go back to their hometowns and move in with each other before actually walking down the aisle together and getting married!

The Scot and I knew what each other looked like, but we spent just as many weeks as these couples do getting to know each other via texts and facetime and when he and I finally met in person, it was magical, yes, but the chemistry was just…off.

Still, we went through with a 5-day romantic vacation together because…why not? We’d gone through all of the planning and we’d both traveled to get there and it was exciting, right?

I think that these couples are kind of doing the same thing - it’s like a phenomenal experience and they get camera time and get to have all of these incredible experiences together and even get to have a gorgeous wedding!

And in the end, the couples end up standing at the altar together and either say “I do” or “I don’t.”

I haven’t gotten to the end yet, so if you’re watching, no spoilers please.

In the episodes I watched tonight, two of the couples stood face to face at the altar and did NOT end up getting married and one couple DID. And I actually CHEERED and CLAPPED MY HANDS and laughed with joy when the one couple actually made it to the finish line (and yes, I realize that a wedding is just the beginning, but for the show’s purposes, the wedding is the end goal).

I know it sounds completely silly, but I think deep down I still believe in LOVE. Even after The Scot turned into a douchebag and skipped out on his half of the hotel bill and ghosted. I chalk that up to bad behavior on his part. And truth be told, if he and I ended up at the altar, it’d be a big fat “I DON’T” from me.

But I do believe that somewhere, somehow, something just might happen with me. Someday.

Of course, I either have to go on a TV show or at least leave the Treehouse every once in a while, but hey.

Still kinda believing,
GS