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By ‘bit’, I of course mean one of the biggest losers ever. Vacation texted me a couple times today from his trip. 2 things stopped me from going through with texting him. I went to his house a few weeks ago and had a meltdown of sorts. Everything was just building up, even things not regarding him, and it all manifested itself in a shitty, shitty way. I was grasping at the straws of his actually never saying ‘no’ as him saying ‘yes’. I ignored the fact that I know better and that while he never actually said ‘no’, he was absolutely saying no. Even though I know all of this, I still took it to a new low. This may be my rock bottom 😦 Feel free to let me have it….. The time of year when I consider dying my blonde hair to a different color. It’s usually right around New Year’s that I have this fun little hair debate with myself. As we all know I was busy obsessing over my NYE date this year, I neglected to have my hair debate. Tonight Mr Vacation (oh, look who just got assigned a completely unimaginative blog name) sent a text apologizing for being incommunicado and kinda bleh the past couple of days. As I’m trying to embrace a new normal, all I said was that I appreciated his apology. I don’t need to make everything so easy by making myself so available.And yet, I still can’t say with any certainty that I won’t ever contact him again. He’s just not very flirty, so it didn’t cheer me up much. Firstly, I’m too lazy to leave the house and certainly don’t want him coming over here. The 2nd, and more important reason I didn’t do it was because I remembered his hands from lunch and that man is in DEFINITE need of a manicure. After the mortification of this, we discussed trying to be friends. Fast forward several weeks, and I sent a text asking if he wanted to meet up. The fact that he actually offered up an alternate day to meet as a positive. I ignored the fact that I was making a complete fool of myself. When he cancelled on me today, I sent back ‘no worries, maybe we can get together when I’m back in town’. Last year I actually died my hair a deep maroon color that was hella cute for about a week and then proceeded to turn every single shade of BRIGHT red imaginable. As I am on a self professed mini hiatus from all things online dating for the next couple of weeks, I am left with pondering hair color. I don’t leave until next week and won’t be back until the 2nd week in March. While I have never believed in ‘bad timing’ and always thought of it as an excuse (unless, of course, you’re about to be imprisoned or deported), maybe that’s what this is. As my new dating coach, Matthew Hussey (seriously, check him out; he knows his shit and is HOT) suggested, I have not been the one to initiate texts. And then I did something I normally wouldn’t do for fear of sounding needy or *gasp* letting him know I was interested. He just didn’t prioritize seeing me and has, in fact, now run out of time. I’m not going to initiate anything and I’m not going to worry about it. No, that doesn’t mean I need or want to make things difficult either. Sooooo, my date that I had set up for tomorrow night; the one with the guy that I had messaged with over the summer.Family-oriented Web sites can offer couples a free peek into the future of a family, allowing them to see how their baby would look like.
Remember when I said that I don’t lie to others, but am pretty adept at lying to myself? This entire interaction took place over a week and a half. With each text I sent that he didn’t respond to, I knew how pathetic I was being.A free spirited yoga instructor finds true love in a conservative lawyer and they got married on the first date.Though they are polar opposites; her need of stability is fulfilled with him, his need of optimism is fulfilled with her.I’m a dirty blonde these days (in more way than one). While the old Grey would get all gushy and forgiving and let him off the hook because ‘look! My response time is further delayed if their questions are annoying. Contrary to popular belief, I am not constantly glued to my phone or computer. So, Mr Feelings messaged me late last night with a stupendous ‘Hope you’re having a great day’. I am using my accumulated dating PTO to sit around, bra-less, while watching men’s team speed skating (damn, what amazing thighs they have) on my Roku.Which, by the way, doesn’t even make sense to send that at 10pm at night unless he thinks I’m a vampire and my day is just starting. Although I seem to have made a part time career out of online dating (a low paying, non OSHA approved, un-fulfilling, benefit free one), I am taking the day off. I wouldn’t be getting dressed at all today if it weren’t for the 3pm pedicure appointment that I have today.
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