All of this rain is SO depressing. I miss the sun!!!! I could sleep the entire day… and there is just WAY too much to do. On a lighter note, I think we’ve lost our rainfall deficit all in the matter of 24hrs.
On the dating front, new guy reached out today… through the internet dating site and not via cell phone or text. Why is that? We’ve already made contact, had a nice date and said we’d meet again. Why can’t he just call or send a text? I’m really keeping my mind and heart open on this one, but it isn’t boding well. I make very complex decisions every day and tell people what to do (very nicely and diplomatically, I might add). The last thing I want in a relationship is to take charge there, too. After a long days work, I want to be taken care of, have decisions made for me and be spoiled. Is that so wrong? And where can I find these guys without having a no strings attached relationship? Do these relationships exist? I don’t want to be in a relationship where I’m the “mom” whose sole purpose just to take care of him. Been there… did that and hated it. The “mommy” relationship truly is a one-way relationship where I feel like I’m on the wrong side of the road getting run over. I’m a girl who likes to be spoiled and taken care of and in return… I do the same for my man.
Eureka! That’s it… I’m a conundrum! By day, I’m mild-mannered business professional who takes charge and accomplishes tasks with million dollar budgets. By night, I’m just a girl who likes to be a girl and be spoiled by her man. Actually, after that description, I might be a superhero with an alter ego. Great! Now how in the hell am I going to find me a hunka hunka burnin’ love who wants that? Eh… I’m happy. We’ll let nature take its course. If it’s meant to be, it’ll happen. In the meantime, I’ll be happy and continue to live my life to the fullest. Either way, I still get to enjoy every minute of it.
As I write this, I realize that it’s going to be a difficult night to sleep. Debby’s winds are picking up which blows up the underside of the roof awnings and slams them down. Perhaps I can drown them out with the sounds of the ocean from my alarm clock. Relaxing… relaxing… relaxing… SLAM!!!!!! Relaxing… relaxing… relaxing… SLAM!!!!!! This could be interesting. I may find myself in the fetal position begging my body to let me sleep.
On that note… there’s always tomorrow.
Just My Life :) 