It’s nearly impossible for a girl in shidduchim to leave home for an hour at a time without a “Hatzlachah!!!!!!!!” text
With friends, relatives, and random acquaintances all completely one-track minded,it’s nearly impossible for a girl in shidduchim to leave home for an hour at a time without a “Hatzlachah!!!!!!!!” text and some very (un)surreptitious winks. Dating out of town brings the complexity up a few notches — if slipping out of your home in heels for three hours is hard, skipping town for nine hours is infinitely more complicated.
I work remotely, keeping a water bottle, chocolate bar, and charger with me for company. The occasional camera-off Zoom meeting spices up the day. The best part of the setup — besides the slippers and oversized sweatshirt — is that I can be in Timbuktu and no one would know the difference! Which means I can travel in and out of Lakewood for a date with no one the wiser. (I thought so, anyway.)
When the time comes, I get into my car — heels, laptop, and all. If I need to participate in a meeting, I slide into a rest stop, glad I have the whole thing under control. Only to log on at 9 a.m. the next day to this message on my screen. Not to be nosy or anything, but you’ve been out quite a bit recently. Anything I should know about? 😉
I slam my fist on the table, peek at my messaging platform, and rue the little bubble next to my name that apparently turns from green to gray when I’m offline.
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