Anita on her singleness... Take Two
Another funny my life as a single woman story. THIS IS HARD FLIPPING WORK! GOOD GOD MEN... and you think women are a lot of work??? You know what I'm learning more and more is that men are just like women in the emotional wanting needing sense and even more so! They just are better at keeping their mouths shut so people don't hear it as much.
Ok, so I want to date here is my definition/idea of what this means and how it should go...
We hang out, we have fun and we are enjoying each others company. We plan outings together some nights, other nights we do things on our own, as datees we are possibly dating other people, nothing is too regimented but nothing is too casual, there is mutual respect and consideration... we keep good communication which is key in any relationship. You are NOT my boyfriend, but you are more than just a friend/buddy, you have POTENTIAL. The relationship should always move forward even if it's slow movement - this how you move on from the dating stage to the "boyfriend/girlfriend" stage and then MAYBE someday more.
Ok let's apply two of my recent relationships keeping in mind my philosophy on dating:
LB1: GOOD GOD WOMAN! You move too fast! I need a whole crap-load of "pre pre pre date" action. We don't just START DATING are you kidding me?! WOA NELLIE hold the horses... (Life story takes...oh what could easily be conceived as you know till the end of time to which I must " earn" vs. be granted with and then loose if I was a "lame o girl" adequate trust points and be thrown tidbits at predetermined intervals)
LB2: GOOD GOD WOMAN! Could you move ANY FREAKING SLOWER? I need to see you breakfast, lunch, dinner and yeah after dinner too. Look I like you, you like me, hey let's get married, um yeah now is good. (Life story takes... All of one first date... my ears are bleeding, my brain is on information overload and before the night is over and yeah my minds pretty much made up - what else is there to know... NO DON'T SAY IT - for gods sake man I know too much!)
And for good measure let's throw in LB3: AKA ex boyfriend and heart breaker extraordinaire who for two years professed his "undying and unwavering" (his words folks) love for me, snowed me into actually wanting to get married and even had me thinking about those little people things - oh yeah kids. This is the man who one day said um yeah, I'm gonna go "find myself" and don't wait because it's not going to include you. Yeah that skitso has woke up one recent fine day and realized... Wholly crap... I fucked up!
So here I sit waiting for the happy medium to all this... Any takers out there?
There should be a special place in Hell for bad dates. You know, those dates that make you wish there was a false ceiling in the bathroom so you can escape. Those dates that cause you to speed dial your friends whenever you're alone for more than 15 seconds. Finally, you make a mad dash for the door with some excuse, like a hungry North Korean across the DMZ.
Posted by: Sean | June 30, 2005 at 06:09 AM