I just realized I have maybe 2 single girl friends. Everyone else is either paired off or married. I'm totally taking applications for a chick posse if anyone's in the Milwaukee area. The more, the merrier.
Plus, today I get to wear jeans to work, I've just made coffee, and the only downside to today is that I have to take photos for the blood drive. Other than that, here's to a fantastic start to the weekend.
You know, I read back through the archives and it's a lot of the same. Bitch, moan, stupid boy this, damn boy that, moan, bitch etc. I know the common factor in my dating life is, well, me, and that many of my issues are directly related to overblown expectations and extreme incompatibility. It stands to reason, then, that I've learned from my mistakes.
I have, internet. I really have. I try to date different sorts, do different things, and frankly surprise (and sometimes shock and horrify) myself in the process. I have few, if any, regrets. Things as of late have been taking an upswing - I'm dating a lot more now than I have in a while. That said, for some reason, these guys seem to think that I'm jumping in with both feet. Um, hway? I mean, I think they get the "she's got relationship on the brain" and flee. Not. even. a. little. I can say with complete honesty and confidence that while relationships can be nice, I'm more interested in the company, not the status.
We've had one date, and you still want to see other people? Perfect! Me too!
You want to do some things involving bases without me getting all schmoopy? Fantastic!
You think I'm great and would like to see me again, but not ready to move in yet? Sweet!
I mean, REALLY. Do I have to actually defend myself with these boys when they tell me they aren't looking for something serious just yet, but that they don't know how this will turn out? Not on your life! But I DO. I defend my stance and repeat myself every. last. time. What is it about me that makes men think I'm latching on with both claws and never letting go? I really have no interest in being a girlfriend just yet - I've been there many times and many times became the "ex-girlfriend". I need to date around, and work up to the exclusivity and the girlfriend thing. Granted, if I met someone who was looking for a relationship out of the gates, he'd need to slow down and let me catch up. I'll get there, but I'm really enjoying the right here more.
I've been dating on and off for awhile (thank you, internet), but there's one guy I actually met while I was out with some friends. He's nice enough, not really my type, but I give most a fair shake. But see, we've both been busy or unavailable in spots since I met him (a month ago) and so it's been emails here and there and him calling me when I haven't been able to answer the phone. I've been a peach, although a little aloof, and we've been trying to figure out when to get together.
Near the end of last week he started getting progressively too. much. I mean, we're not even dating and he's contacting me every day or two and saying things that are a little odd. This morning I decided enough is enough and I politely (SOOOO politely) break it off with him via email (it was far too early to call). I think this is fair since I did say we'd try to go out (before he got the crazies) and I've been fairly responsive to his contact.
Here's the rub: on the way home I missed his call (rush hour) and he left a voicemail message.
WTF, dude.
I mean, really. I had to break up with you (we aren't dating!!) and you won't let the horse die? Guess I DO make a few good decisions now and then.
It can't be a good sign when your wireless goes to hell, you have to actually plug in (and stuck in my office!), then while mid chat with HP tech support they go quiet for upwards of 3 minutes.
This can't be good.
Thank god I got to listen to the expulsion of a hairball outside the door.
Gotta plant something outside. My poor patio looks too bare for my taste.
Finally start up something in that attic. Sheesh.
I've got evening running buddies, but the mornings are calling. And, I may head down my old route - east side along the lake to either brady street or downtown, depending on how good I feel. That was a really fun/gorgeous route, and I miss it all the time.
A couple appointments/errands I've been putting off out of sheer laziness.
Buy some clothes that fit. Even my favorite (2 month old!) jeans - the Michael Kors I wore on Friday, are now a little too big. They are less ass-tastic than they should be.
It's nearly 11:30 and I'm rolling to bed. This after having lounged around all day trying to recoup from the effects of the last two night's shenanigans. (I wasn't hungover but I'm completely apologetic if you were. I was, however, super tired and requiring a 2.5 hour nap today...)
Anyway - I've postponed sleep already this evening as the kids downstairs (1.5 y.o and a 3 y.o.) are running around, screaming, crying and pounding at a time when it is WAY past their bedtimes. I think I should rent some elephants to level the playing field.
Still though - it's been a great week, and I got to see some dear old friends and meet some new people as well. (Except you Mike - next time for sure.) Worth every yawn.
