Here's the deal. I've been single since time immemorial. So, in an attempt to remedy my eternal singledom, and to get over my nauseatingly pathological fear of dates, I've decided to challenge myself. The challenge? To go on one first date a week for a year! So in 52 weeks time, I will have either found my Mr Right, or I'll stay forever Miss Write. This is what happens...
The Rules
Here are the rules to the 52 First Dates challenge...
1. A first date must be had once a week, EVERY week, for a year, that's 52 dates in 52 weeks.
2. Taking someone home after a drunken night on the cider does NOT count.
3. Second and third dates are allowed, I must continue first dates unless there are exceptional mitigating circumstances. For example, God forbid, the start of a relationship.
4. Each date must be blogged.
The challenge has been set - I have to go on 52 first dates in 52 weeks. Date one is booked in for two days time. I don't know what I'm more nervous about, meeting Mr #1, or having to find another unsuspecting 51 single chaps...or maybe that funny feeling is something I had for lunch? Damn you work canteen...
