I luuuuuuuuuv my Giant here. Why? Cause they keep Negro Modelo in stock. So I’m sitting here pretending I’m in Mexico this evening.
I got through the day without being fired! *takes a bow*
It was a real possibility cause I am all out of smart… In the other good things department, my boss had some really nice things to say about me to a coworker, who immediately passed them on to me. It was exactly what I needed to hear. It included such things as “I’d love to hire more like her, but I’m afraid she’s one of a kind” and “she never seems stressed” (HAHAHAHAHA! Fooled them!) But really, good to hear.
I am also happy to report that I made it through the week with my sense of the absurd and funny intact. (Critical when you find yourself at the bottom of an emotional dogpile - , you would have been VERY proud of me…) Woke up this morning, sinuses draining, which resulted in a (thankfully brief) pukefest. Standing there, ready to bash my head into the sink so I could just knock myself unconscious, then hearing the cat hissing at the dog right outside the door, and trying to make the “don’t even think about chasing the cat” noises at the dog through the door, I couldn’t help but laugh at how freaking PERFECT it was as a topper to the week…
In other news, wrote an excellent, thought provoking relationship-type post - absolutely zero angst, and I highly recommend it if you are lucky enough to have the magic LJ mojo F-list privilege. , consider the following to be additional responses/thoughts, cause my comments weren’t exactly overflowing with substance, but as soon as I read it, my brain went into overdrive with all sorts of thoughts on the matter - I loved the post because it articulated all the questions I think we all ask ourselves without going into the “OMG, I suck” realm that is so easy to fall into…
On the whole “better to have loved and lost”, well, I’ve been around the L block a couple times, and I’m still even iffy on that saying - cause the “lost” part hurts like a badly done bikini wax. I also think that whoever came up with it probably lost their ex to consumption or something, so they never accidentally ran into them again…
Being set in ones ways… At 33, I am pretty damn set in my ways at this point, and I often think that it’s gonna pose problems for a relationship. (It doesn’t help that I also translate it into a “dammit, I LIKE myself this way!!” so sod off!) But I also thought the same thing when I was 28 when my ex-husband ditched me, and in the past 5 years, I’ve actually changed a lot, and shockingly, for the better - but most of those changes have been very slow in happening, so they’re probably not perceptible in the short term… But, I suppose it means that you’re never quite as set in your ways as you might think you are.
Also makes me think of a couple people I know. One was from one of my Dad’s squadrons when we lived overseas. Confirmed bachelor. (And a total cutie. Even at 13 when I was clueless about most things, I figured that much out.) We ALL said he was too set in his ways (read: stubborn git) to ever get married. Fast forward about 7 years and someone came along who was just right for him. Last I heard they had two kids. Then there is also my hairdresser - didn’t get married ’til she was in her very late 30’s and at the age of 40, had a beautiful baby. Thrilled for both of them, but damn, they sure screw up a perfectly good theory.
As to endearing things now that bug the shit out of you later… Can’t say I’ve ever run into that one personally, but I do hear about it a lot. Of course, I may also be looking back with rose colored glasses.
Do we all have someone out there who may not be perfect, but perfect for us? Possibly. If not, I definitely think we all have a shot at someone who is very, very, very good for us. Someone who makes us smile, lets us cry on their clean shirts, accepts our flaws with minimal rolling of the eyes, and loves us for who we are and helps us grow and change when we’re ready, and grows with us.
How hard should it be to stumble across that person? Hooo-boy, that’s the 64K question, isn’t it? If life were fair, then hell, it would be easier than getting the hottest release off Netflix. :) I am still a firm believer in that you’ll find them when you’re not looking, cause that is when you’re gonna really be YOU, but the problem lies in recognizing it…if you’re lucky, you figure it out before it’s too late. (That’s why I can’t see myself ever doing a dating service, cause they’re not gonna see me in true form, just being ME, screaming BULLSHIT! at the top of my lungs in an Irish bar…)
Change? I don’t think change is bad. I think change SUCKS. It’s the devil you know vs. the devil you don’t… And, getting back to the earlier badly done bikini wax thought, the risk can be big. As far as getting back out there, right now, I am in the “not only no, but HELL NO” place… But I also find that I have a bad habit of not necessarily learning and/or, the hurt fades, and then you find yourself on the phone with a friend who is talking you off the ceiling as you’re having a panic attack because someone is on the way to your place with a pizza…and like an idiot you give it another whirl. Maybe I’ll get smarter this time around.
Damn, that was way more optimistic than I thought it would be - mainly cause it’s easy to say, hard to believe it actually applies to you. :)
