Maybe this isn’t ENTIRELY true.
I can practically HEAR my GF Michelle telling me that I’m an exceptional human being who deserves a loving, intimate relationship.
But it’s a little bit true.
I like my booze (when I’m not in my post-Burning Man dry spell).
And I like my men.
Not all the men I sleep with are “wise decisions.”
I seem to base all my lovemaking decisions on facial hair and chest circumference instead of kindness and availability.
No matter though, the bottom line is that RIGHT NOW I LIKE BEING SINGLE.
It doesn’t bother me.
Oh sure, come talk to me when I’m at K&B’s wedding next weekend and it’ll be a different story.
I’ll probably be sad I have no one to dance with or make out with.
But as of right now, I’m happy.
And I’m just going to fill up my coffers with all the happiness they can hold because I’m sure that just around the corner is a loop that’s going to get thrown my way.
And then I’ll want the opposite of what I have.
I’ll want a nice, warm, comfortable, loving, committed relationship that will support me through the tough times.
But right now times are fat and I’m reaping all the happiness I can handle!
I was just discussing spending the night with Mystery Man. I told him that I’ve always been a “no spending the night” kinda woman.
I never felt the urge to spend the night with someone I’d just slept with.
It has nothing to do with not enjoying myself. It has nothing to do with not wanting to be seen without makeup.
It has more to do with just not being sure I want to spend an entire evening and morning with that person… yet.
And also I don’t want my boys to wake up at home with their grandparents babysitting and discover their mom’s been out all night.
So it’s always been easier to go home after a date.
Never have I been so tempted to blow my guideline out of the water as I was on Saturday night.
- Spend more time with Austin? Yes, please.
- Sleep in the same bed as Austin? Oh God, yes.
- Wake up and see Austin’s face? Please….
This can only mean one thing. I like Austin more than any of the men I’ve gone out with recently – Jeep, The Bachelor, Mike, Wine Man, etc. None of them tempted me to break my rule.
And every time I’m tempted to break my rule, I know what’s at the other end of it for me – happiness.
The only other person who could get me to spend the night with him is Mystery Man, in part because we’d have to hook up in Vegas and it’s more convenient to share a room.
So I’ll just have to hope that the stars and planets line up again and work in my favor with Austin.
The universe is conspiring for me 😉