Dating is like staying at a great hotel…or a really bad one!

Posted on January 22nd, 2010 at 1:48 pm by Kim Hess

this hotel room is $15,000 a night! Yay!

Hello friends! How is dating like a hotel room? Let me tell you…

First, let’s start by talking about my divorce. It was bad. I felt rejected, alone, and sad. Though I initiated it, divorce was the last thing I wanted. What I wanted was my old marriage back…happy, loving, friendly. Since that was not going to happen (2 years of unsuccessfully trying to work it out and marriage counseling led me believe this…at least the sex was good!) thank goodness for the option of divorce.

It took me 6 months to start dating again. Some will say 6 months is a good time. I disagree. I should have waited a few years, or at least a year. I was searching for that security I had in my marriage, my partner, my spouse. That kind of security can not be built up in weeks, or months with another person. I dated some nice guys, and also dated some horrifically horrible men. Okay, they weren’t horrifically horrible but not a 5 star rating. If most of my dates were hotels, I would have been staying at the sleazy dump in the middle of no where which has a pool but is filled with muck and leaves and beer cans. Oh, and there would be no room service, white robes, or concierge service. Definitely no concierge service! More like the front desk clerk sitting in his grungy wife beater eating greasy chicken and missing a tooth. That would be the majority of my dates!

Then someone new came along. Well, someone new came back. If he were a hotel, he’d be the W. This one had the white robes, the mint on the pillow, the high end shampoos and body washes that the maid left for your bathing pleasure. I was in hotel heaven! Except the room I wanted had already been booked by someone. She had her reservation in, had already paid, and settled in. Damn! So what do I do? I find a comparable hotel next door. Great restaurant in the lobby, hip, cool interior, fresh crisp linens…my kinda place. But with no vacancies. None for me at least.

So where am I going with this whole hotel/dating metaphor? I found out what kind of a man I don’t want (sleazy motel rooms that rent by the hour) and what kind of man I do want (high end, quality boutique hotels that have the radio playing for you when you enter your room!) I also learned that it’s not a good idea to try to book a room that someone is already staying in (married men) and no matter what you’re willing to pay for a room, sometimes there’s just no available rooms for you (the guy you want to date is just not that into you.)

All this makes you wanna go home in curl up in your own room. But staying at hotels, just like being in relationships, is sooooo much fun, it’s hard to stay home all the time! From me to you…you deserve the quality hotel that cost hundreds, if not thousands of dollars a night. ‘Cause you’re worth it. But you knew that already right?