Friday night (3 days ago).
However, before that, it had been...14 years (?!) since I'd gone on "date". Been married, divorced, and in & out of another relationship-without actually dating (just inadvertently meeting people who knew other people I knew, hanging out, and somehow hooking up).
So the whole "formal" date routine/ritual is unfamiliar to me except as a bizarre cultural artifact that supposedly is means by which "single people seek same"-for suitability assessment leading to possible pairing.
Anyway, the date went okay, it was double date-the other couple's talkativeness was handy distraction from awkwardness. Had nice time, but the guy didn't call back-of course. Didn't get much sense of his personality, so nothing to miss.
Dislike having no current "project" ("special interest" person about whom I can study/learn, and vice versa) for which to apply myself. It's anxiety-provoking to be "idling", running in place, waiting for next opportunity to appear, in which I can again practice my social skills.
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