Stuck?
I went on a date with a really great guy recently. He’s the full package and then some. Not only is he TDH [read: Tall, Dark and Handsome], but he’s charming, a great conversationalist, well-traveled and very generous. He knows how to treat a woman.
So, Sandy, what’s the problem? I haven’t the slightest clue…other than the fact that one of the first things out of his mouth when I met him was that he’s a native to San Diego and has absolutely no desire to ever leave (for long that is).
I don’t know if I tucked this tidbit away and decided to use it as my own internal kryptonite against him and force myself not to get “too attached,� because well, duh, I tell myself, “it would never work.� I have years of exploring left and who knows where I want to end up? I sure don’t.
But what I do know is that I don’t want to be confined to one place the rest of my life because someone else decided that for me. But what if I’m taking
fate into my own hands and not just letting it take its course?
Huh…and all this time I thought I was getting sick and tired of making big life decisions because they were so daunting…well, that wasn’t so hard.
All I need to do is find men who lay all their want cards out on the table and I pick and choose like it’s a tarot deck or just shove them all onto the floor into a 52-card pickup and skip away. … Have I been doing this all along? I’m sensing a pattern…
November 2nd, 2007 at 4:38 pm
[...] In this situation, what is a girl to do? I don’t know if I’ll be spending much time with this group in the future. It’s kind of a double edged sword. If I don’t give him my number, he’ll write me off as a bitch or a tease or… ? If I do give him my number, that creates complications with G, who takes me out on dates, but introduces me as his “friend.â€? Feelin’ a little stuck… [...]
November 8th, 2007 at 12:59 am
[...] now I think I’m stuck–and stupidly, I keep thinking that every time G and I hang out, it will be the last [...]