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.Anyway, that's my rant. So I get the text and immediately I have to do a survey of all of my coworkers and best friends to figure out my next course of action. Do I respond as if everything is fine?? Or do I let him have it? Or do I just ignore him?? We were all in agreement to just ignore. After all... what do I have to gain by continuing to talk to him? Thank goodness for friends that are on the same page.
So then unexpectedly another ex comes along. He isn't one of the one's that I described before as a hanger oner because he walked away as if what we had between us was no big deal. I let him go with out a fight but was always secretly upset that he didn't show a little more... I don't know... I guess misery about our break up haha. I guess that's mean to wish for, but I think everyone kind of hopes to be missed or pined over to some extent. So anyway, to my surprise I got a phone call on Sunday and he told me he missed my friendship. Awww that's nice! We quickly fell in to a comfortable conversation of catching up with an undertone of sexual tension. It didn't take long for the warning alarms to start going off in my head. Like, WARNING WARNING possible hook up on the horizon (I am trying really hard to be a good girl;)!! It doesn't help that this particular ex is HOT! Our issues were certainly not in the bedroom. So as a single girl going on a few months now, it's only natural I would have a little bit of a reaction to his voice and his sly innuendos...right? So I went one day with the best of intentions. Really I did! Well last night... I'm a little embarrassed to say, that I caved. My hormones got the best of me! I have a slight cold with an achy neck and shoulders and he offered to come over and give me a massage. That's my weakness! I was done for. No possibility of keeping in line with my morals. So what now?? There was no conversation about what this lapse in judgment means. I don't even know what I really want. I think the fact that I'm still checking on my eharmony matches isn't necessarily a good sign. Ugh.. well he just called so I guess I will talk to him and see what we figure out!
By the way.... eharmony is sucking!

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. 
