Yep, I did it. I fell off the wagon again. I'm not talking about booze - I never got ON that wagon. This whole dating thing is like a full time job. I already have one of those, and I don't know that I'm necessarily in the market for another one that doesn't pay.
So this is where we are. Single, with cuddle season fast approaching. But, I have to say that I don't necessarily regret it or mind it. I'm still getting the occasional "U Beautiful, gurl" OKC message, so that can hold me over for now. Excuses excuses, I know. I think at this point in the year, it's not unreasonable for me to ask Santa for a boyfriend.
Next weekend my parents are in town for that dinner at Frontera. My mom had felt the need to add an optimistic fourth to that reservation (see: Dinner for Four), and I emailed her this week and told her my best friend was coming instead. I am a firm believer that you can't force anything. It has to come naturally, so maybe this looming meet-the-parents dinner prevented me from actually meeting anyone I liked? Maybe?
Either way, I'm going to take a dating detox and enjoy my life as it is. I've been hitting the gym (my biceps are rippling as I type right now) and focusing more on me. When I manage to be selfless enough to take the time to date someone, I'll let you know. For now, my short-lived experiment with online dating is on pause. For now.
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