Hey Guys! I haven’t posted in a while. Just been a busy week, I guess. My dad and step-mom are coming to visit for the weekend, so I have been a lot of prep work. Which basically just means cleaning. I hate to admit it, but I’m a bit of a slob. Not in a dirty way, but on any given day I may have most of the contents of my closet strewn across my room, and I have a ginormous pile of shoes that never goes away. I just don’t have anywhere to put them. And how many pairs of them are in my regular rotation? Oh, about 5, probably.
Also I decided that my house wasn’t enough of a mess already, so I decided to paint my bedroom (a task I have been meaning to accomplish since March). So yeah, that was fun.
Anyway, thank you for all the comments on my last post. They were all well thought out, and I thought there was good stuff in all of them.
Ultimately, I was just having a moment of insecurity. Which, God knows I do from time to time. I did talk to B about it when I saw him over the weekend. Told him that sometimes I think he would never want to give up the bachelor life. He said basically, no. He enjoys his life right now, but he also wants other things. The priorities he has right now will not always be his priorities.
Also, as much as he enjoys his single man life, I don’t think it would be the same if he didn’t have me in his life. He has been a single boy since the beginning of time, and there is a reason why he wanted to find someone. All the baseball/football (I am SERIOUSLY regretting the start of football season) games in the world do not add up to more than having love in your life. (I know all you men out there are shaking your heads right now, saying “huh? What in the world is she talking about?). In any case, I, like most women before me, am not going to force poor B to choose between me and his sports. That would be silly. I just always want to feel confident that I am a priority for him.
Anyway, just to clarify, I never meant that I am anxious to get married now. B and I are not at the point where it is either fish or cut bait. Of course, I wouldn’t (and I assume he wouldn’t) bother to keep on dating if I didn’t think we had a future together. But I’ve never been bothered by the pace of our relationship, and if anything, I’ve been the one wanting to take things slow. I just wanted to make sure that he considers it a possibility.
Oh, and for those of you who asked, B and I have been dating for about, er…..18 months. But we got off to a pretty slow start, because we only see each other on weekends, and I wasn’t completely sold at the beginning.
So anway, I cleared up my issues, and except for a little tantrum I threw when I realized that no, we weren’t going to get to play golf like I wanted (and we had discussed) because the Bears kicked off at noon. Silly me. I had totally forgotten about football and the havoc it wreaks on our Sundays. Which isn’t a big deal, except that Sunday happens to be the only real day we get to spend together, and I hate football. But I managed to ease the pain with some retail therapy while he watched the game.
I’m looking forward to this visit with my dad and stepmom. It has been two years since they have been here to visit me. We have tickets to the Sox game (and don’t even get me started on how I feel about the Sox right now, after they TOTALLY blew it in Minnesota), so that should be a good time. And I’m happy that B and my parents get to spend some more time together. I like it when they get to hang out together and B can see how great my parents are and why I love them so much, and vice versa. And we are having such wonderful indian summer weather here lately, so I love to be outside soaking up what is left it.
Have a great weekend!
