Because I'm not on the ball this week, I got the boys up early this morning to go to the grocery store before school. The upside to this, for them anyway, is that they got Lunchables for lunch instead of a normal lunch. The upside to this for me? The insane look I got from the cashier when I bought a bottle of wine at 7:10 this morning.
Y'all. It was hilarious. I just shrugged as B loudly exclaimed, "I don't know why you didn't get Kendall Jackson...it's Christy's favorite. She and dad are in a wine club." Even now, I'm dying laughing, thinking of the look on that woman's face as she put our groceries in bags. I threw their Lunchables in their lunch boxes and dropped them at school, then went home to put away the rest of the groceries. I know. My life is fascinating.
It was so gray outside...it was easy to accidentally fall asleep while listening to music and willing your phone to beep. I've been in the middle of a "situation" for a couple of days with a man I've been testing the waters with. He's a really good person; he reminds me so much of my dad in so many ways...his kindness, compassion, and generosity, just to name a few. We're both recovering from issues in our most recent relationship, although mine was three years ago and I'm in a really good place with it. His is more recent, and it seems to kind of ebb and flow between surety and confusion, which I totally get. I've been there. I was there for a long time.
I adore him. I adore his boys. He's a great man who's made me open up to the idea of not only dating someone, but also considering helping him parent his boys who are 6 months younger than each of mine. But, he needs time, and I really want him to be sure. So often, men jump from relationship to relationship, and I definitely don't want to be anybody's rebound relationship.
Pass on that one, for sure.
It was pouring by the time he left, and I decided to go BACK to the grocery store to get a few things to make tacos...tacos that were never made because I fell asleep to the not-so-gentle pounding of the rain against the windows. Baseball got rescheduled for Thursday, due to weather, so I had a free afternoon to do nothing except take another nap. Oooooh, naps!
Meanwhile, my "one that got away" a jillion years ago and I have reconnected again. We do this fairly often now, especially since I was brave enough to look him up a couple of years ago, but nothing ever comes of it. It's to the point where I'm pretty sure we're so much better as friends. I know I'm one of only a handful (if that many) who can tell him what I honestly think about the stupid stuff he does, and he actually listens to what I have to say. It's empowering... Anyway, he's coming to Dallas in a couple of weeks, and since we haven't seen each other in a year, I figure we'll hopefully get together while he's here. Maybe.
Then, he text me to see if I wanted to go to the Yankees/Rangers series in Arlington in July. Um, duh? He's a die-hard Yankees fan (poor man) and I love my Rangers. It should be a lot of fun...because, hello! It's baseball. Not only that, we do tend to have a lot of fun together...there's a lot of laughing, and a ton of sarcastic banter. I'd say that our friendship is rare, for each of us to feel what we've felt and never be ready to act on it at the same time, but still remain friends despite it all really speaks to the depth of our friendship.
Either that, or we're both just super dumb.
It could be that...
Aubs
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