Did I mention…

That I kissed a boy when I was in Chile?

That’s right, 1 year, 1 month, and 16 days were a long enough dry spell after B.

So the last night of my trip, Thursday, January 6th, I ended that dry spell. I stamped into the bar during last call, walked up to a Chilean boy, chatted for 5 minutes before I finally just said “kiss me”.

And then we chatted some more and I found out he was from Vermont.

So he wasn’t actually Chilean, but I still kissed someone IN Chile. And to give him credit he really kept trying to get to know me…I on the other hand enjoyed kissing a few times then promptly made my exit.

It sounds ridiculous, randomly kiss someone in a  bar and get all excited about it? Not something I have ever done before (shh, I don’t count college years…)

While I don’t find my confidence or self-worth from kissing guys in bars, it was exactly the boost  my self-confidence needed and a long-overdue kick back into the dating world.

For the first time in over a year I’m truly excited to date again. Now it’s just finding the dates…