Bridal Showers and Barstool Kisses
Spring Break is officially over. My cleaning has slowed and officially ceased. I didn't get all of it accomplished but enough for now. The next few projects will come in the next few weeks when my motivation kicks in again. My sister is pushing to paint our room this summer but feels the prep work needs to be done right this minute for some strange reason.
I'm in one HUNDRED percent denial that I am returning to school tomorrow. Sitting in classes has so lost its charm for me. Only sixty some-odd days until graduation and I am home free. I have midterms to make up and homework to complete in the meantime. Plus a graduation party with a rapidly growing guest list.
I met with my bestie Ellie's soon to be in-laws the other night for drinks. We planned some of the bridal shower and I somehow ended up being roped into movie night with the entire family. We watched Office Space and got crazy drunk; Ellie's fiance Justin has one nutty family. They're warm, welcoming, hilarious and a little strange; they're awesome. I hit it off with Justin's older sister, and especially his younger brother, which makes me feel good. I know that I'll be welcome there whenever I'm having "Ellie withdrawals".
Update on the dating front: It's Facebook official...and I'm not sure how I feel about it. I was explaining it to Anna at dinner the other night and she nearly fell out of her chair: "You're 'kind of dating'?? What on earth does that mean?? How can you 'kind of date' someone??"
It turns out that it's entirely possible to "kind of date" a guy. We talk on the phone but maintain distance. We agreed that we couldn't continue without coming to some sort of agreement of boundaries and parameters. Why that meant making it "official", I'm not sure...
Since I'm all about honesty when it comes to this blog, here it is: I like this guy. He's truly a nice guy. He's nothing like guys I've dated before - he's not my best friend. It's a change of pace and it feels good.
However, I find I am at one of those points in my life that there's so much stuff packed into a limited amount of time and space that there's barely room for me, let alone him too. I am wound so tightly that the idea of having someone need more than what I'm capable of giving is absolutely terrifying. When I was younger, all I wanted was to be needed; I liked "fixing" things, "fixing" people. Now, I would just rather be left to my own devices.
It's not about independence or being tied down; it's not about intimacy or neediness. It's about labels. I don't know why I agreed to it; I'm just not in a rush to label things. We tell ourselves to live without regrets, but we make mistakes. We're human. This may have been a mistake, but I don't regret it - not yet anyway. I just wonder why I felt like I needed to rush into things. Just because a guy sweeps you into his arms in a bar and kisses you like the world is coming to an end, doesn't mean you need to make it "FB Official". Right?
I'm in one HUNDRED percent denial that I am returning to school tomorrow. Sitting in classes has so lost its charm for me. Only sixty some-odd days until graduation and I am home free. I have midterms to make up and homework to complete in the meantime. Plus a graduation party with a rapidly growing guest list.
I met with my bestie Ellie's soon to be in-laws the other night for drinks. We planned some of the bridal shower and I somehow ended up being roped into movie night with the entire family. We watched Office Space and got crazy drunk; Ellie's fiance Justin has one nutty family. They're warm, welcoming, hilarious and a little strange; they're awesome. I hit it off with Justin's older sister, and especially his younger brother, which makes me feel good. I know that I'll be welcome there whenever I'm having "Ellie withdrawals".
Update on the dating front: It's Facebook official...and I'm not sure how I feel about it. I was explaining it to Anna at dinner the other night and she nearly fell out of her chair: "You're 'kind of dating'?? What on earth does that mean?? How can you 'kind of date' someone??"
It turns out that it's entirely possible to "kind of date" a guy. We talk on the phone but maintain distance. We agreed that we couldn't continue without coming to some sort of agreement of boundaries and parameters. Why that meant making it "official", I'm not sure...
Since I'm all about honesty when it comes to this blog, here it is: I like this guy. He's truly a nice guy. He's nothing like guys I've dated before - he's not my best friend. It's a change of pace and it feels good.
However, I find I am at one of those points in my life that there's so much stuff packed into a limited amount of time and space that there's barely room for me, let alone him too. I am wound so tightly that the idea of having someone need more than what I'm capable of giving is absolutely terrifying. When I was younger, all I wanted was to be needed; I liked "fixing" things, "fixing" people. Now, I would just rather be left to my own devices.
It's not about independence or being tied down; it's not about intimacy or neediness. It's about labels. I don't know why I agreed to it; I'm just not in a rush to label things. We tell ourselves to live without regrets, but we make mistakes. We're human. This may have been a mistake, but I don't regret it - not yet anyway. I just wonder why I felt like I needed to rush into things. Just because a guy sweeps you into his arms in a bar and kisses you like the world is coming to an end, doesn't mean you need to make it "FB Official". Right?
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