One friend (who wishes to remain anonymous lest her non-boyfriend reads this) explains: “I’ve been seeing this guy for four months now – we’re dating and see each other a couple of times a week.
Maybe that’s a bit dogmatic but everyone’s got to draw a line somewhere.
And if there’s one thing I learnt from my 20s, it’s that I’m not going to waste any of my time on men who won’t even waste a noun on me.
He looked like a genuine, fun guy without arrogance.
He appeared to be someone you could laugh with for hours.
And if things go well, dating couples move in with each other, on average, after 30 weeks or 60 dates.
So, from now on I’m sticking to my guns – if you won’t call it after eight weeks, then I’m out of there.
I’m not judging – I can see how easy it is to get into that situation.
Earlier this year, The New York Times published an article called “The End of Courtship?
The thing is, you can make any excuse you like when you really fancy, or even love someone.
“They’re still getting over their ex,” “they just need more time,” or (ugh) “they’re scared of commitment,” but the fact is when someone meets the right person, they can’t propose marriage, or a joint rental agreement quick enough.
And if you land a boyfriend that way and then ‘win’ (and by ‘win,’ I mean you get the ultimate prize – marriage) then can you ever really relax, knowing they were so blasé about you when you first met that it took them six months, nine months, a year to refer to you as their girlfriend?