Hello to the couple of people that were actually reading this little blog! A lot has happened in a couple of months!! I accepted a relocation package from the firm I work for and ended up in Dallas! So far the move has been great (moved Jan. 30th) and I'm loving the new city. The change has done wonders for my spirit and outlook on things. While I would still love to finially meet the lid to my pot, I'm actually ok with where I am right now in my life. It could be the new city, recognition in my career, or that I'm finally around people like me... young, professional and single. What a difference it makes to find people you can relate to! Before I moved I was starting to feel isolated. All of my friends from highschool and college were getting married, having kids or moving away and every new person I met was married, in a serious relationship, had children, were unemployed... It starts to get to you when your family is giving you condolences that you haven't found someone, and make it seem as if at 29 your passing your prime! What a relief to find that not only is this not true, but it kind of seems rediculous that I ever felt that way.
I've met a lot of great people here and gone on a couple of dates. Nothing earth shattering yet, but I'm happy to just be out there trying new things and meeting new people!! Will start posting again on anything interesting that happens... or maybe even the not so interesting :)
Well this week has started off somewhat interesting. Low and behold Sears Guy (aka Rob) sent a text Mon. afternoon around 4 and said, "Hey! hope you had a good weekend! How's your day?" I mean that sounds nice and all but then when you consider the fact that we planned on seeing each other for a boxing party on Sat. and having a date on Sun. not to mention he already messed up Fri. night, it doesn't sit well that I don't hear from him until Monday afternoon. Hello!! the weekend is over! And it's not as if his text was like, OMG... I am so sorry! I had a tragedy this weekend or I was super sick or something like that. It's completely nonchalant as if nothing happened.
I did it! I took the plunge and gave Mark my number. EEK! Now the waiting starts for the call. I feel good about my decision. I read over all of our messages and Mark seems really nice and so far we have a lot in common. Doesn't hurt that he's pretty cute too! He said he doesn't want me to get away because I seem like a good catch for him. I thought that was nice. Oh... and the ex called again. The one I mentioned before with the baby on the way. I don't know why I answered, but I did and he was trying to ask me out again "just as friends". Yeah sure, I know what that means. He is trying to convince me that we can just pal around like good ol buddies as if we have no past. When really what he is thinking is that we will hang out, have some drinks and then one thing will lead to another and then... well just read my Lust poem in the previous post and you'll know what I mean. In my usual fashion I politely turned him down. I think it is my politeness that keeps him calling me. I think I have to be more direct and kind of mean to him to get him to finally go away, but it's just kind of hard. I think in all honesty it is somewhat fulfilling for him to grovel like he is, but since it will never go anywhere I need it to end. Anyway... I'm going to bed. Too tired to write about it anymore. 