May 19, 2006

Comfort

Filed under: Love lifeMonique @ 6:10 pm

I’m in a good place right now.

I have been happy with my own company … going where I want to go, watching what I want to watch on TV, eating what I want to cook for dinner … I haven’t had a date in over a month and I haven’t missed socializing with gentleman callers. I haven’t even seen Ryan all that much. I drop my hints here and there, and if he doesn’t bite, eh, whatever. A lot of nights, just hanging out is more appealing anyway.

Maybe it’s the companionship that I miss most about a relationship … but I’m not going to settle or sacrifice just to have someone to watch “CSI” with. Besides, who else but me wouldn’t mind that I paused last night’s episode roughly seven times to change the laundry, get a drink, go to the bathroom, see what the cats knocked over, heat up water for oatmeal, and go to the bathroom a few more times?

I’m on the mailing list for a local theater company because I went to one of their shows last winter. I received a message the other day about auditions for the upcoming season. I briefly wondered if Mark would try out … the plays at this theater usually involve some form of nudity, and, I have to admit, I wouldn’t mind seeing his bare chest again … but from a distance of 20′ or so, so I can’t claw his miserable little eyes out lol.

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2 Comments

  1. Now basically two ‘friends’ in the hole with absolutely nothing to do most nights (literally…lol), I’m beginning to realize that I’m not as much fun to hang out with as I thought.

    Although, I’m also not as shallow as I thought either because beyond the sex…I miss the conversation more (I can’t even believe it myself) which is always nice to finally figure out, you know, once it’s gone.

    Comment by Izzy — May 19, 2006 @ 8:06 pm

  2. A hard truth for me to realize, although I don’t always follow it, is that the less work I put into my relationships with other people, the less work I put into myself. I’ve been guilty of viewing “friends” as one-dimensional, then feel like an ass when I realize that they’re interesting people after it’s too late and sex has ruined the relationship …

    Comment by Monique — May 19, 2006 @ 8:22 pm

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