Monday, March 18, 2013

Busy Week/Can Ex's be Friends?


It’s the beginning of another week.  It’s going to be a week of change to the crib and for me, and of course, the payment of a bet. This morning I lasted 42 minutes on Vin Diesel, which makes me exceedingly happy.  It’s amazing how much your muscles will bounce back after a hiatus…as long as you don’t break for too long!  I could feel my muscles stretching and my butt tightening up (it’s a great feeling), the sweat trickling from my scalp, neck and under the twins. It’s weird how you’ll come off an exercise session and you’ll have these crescent moon sweat marks underneath the twins…how attractive can that be? Ok, I get that guys don’t get that, but women do!

With the help of my fashion guru, KW…I wore this outfit to work today…. The skirt is a pencil skirt made of stretchy material and it is really tight fitting.  It’s so tight I had to make sure the panties couldn’t be seen.  There was a time that I’d be really self-conscious about wearing body hugging clothes. I didn’t want people to actually “See” me.  Now, I don’t necessarily care if they see me, I have more of a “this is what I’m wearing…go eff yourself” mentality.  I’m not dressing for anyone other than myself, so WYSIWYG (What You See Is What You Get). Don’t get me wrong though…because I wasn’t seen for so many years, I still sometimes get pangs of anxiety when I realize that I am being seen.  I have to take a deep breath and get over it. It doesn’t happen as much as it used to, which is why I’m wearing the clothes that I am.

My furniture arrives tomorrow, along with the Wall Tat that I got for the living room wall. It’s going to look so sweet!  Here’s a picture of it… I’d seen this in Cosmo a couple of years ago, and the picture stuck with me.  I always thought it would look cool and now I have the place to put it, so I ordered it.  It’s made of vinyl so it won’t damage the walls.  I’ll leave the leaves off, and just go with the stark look of the tree.  It’s a Japanese maple, but since I went for more earth tones and a Mexican flair, I don’t want the leaves to give the Japanese look.  The main color is chocolate brown with the highlight color being orange/red. I was wondering if it would be too much in my living room, but after looking at the wall, I think it’ll be just fine. I don’t have a knack for decorating, so I usually drag my friends in to help me.  The leather wall masks from Mexico, and this wall tat is all me. So I’m taking a risk. 

I’ll also be painting the door trim on the two sets of French doors and the front door to prepare for the retractable screen doors that are coming. This means that I finally have to peel the blue tape from the door threshold. It’s been on for over a year to protect it from all the traffic.  I guess this means I’m finally coming to a close on this stuff.  Although, when you live on over a half acre…the work is NEVER done! 

At least I got the old Snapper Sit Mower working.  That sucker is old, but it still runs.  I was having a great time joy riding on the thing and cutting all the grass.  Now, I’ve got a flat tire, so I gotta take that in to be fixed, but then…the joy riding will commence again!  Once all of the land is flat, it’ll be much easier to mow that crap down!

I’ve ordered the live lobsters and they should be delivered on bet day.  I also picked up the shell crackers, so I’d be ready.  I’m going to make what I can ahead of time, so I won’t be stressing out cooking all day on the day of the bet. I’ll make the Caesar dressing the day before, but still need to line up a card table and chairs. UGH.  Did I mention that…I HATE TO LOSE?

Why Can't We Be Friends?

The ex-boyfriend is posting pictures with his new girlfriend on FB.  I’m actually ok with it, and hear that she’s a really nice, sweet person (unlike the beyotch ex-girlfriend that expected too much and broke up with him…i.e. me).  I miss the haunts that they’re visiting because they were so much fun, but other than that. I don’t know what the “Ex-etiquette” is for FB.  Basically, when I see the pictures, I hit the like button. 

I hope that’s ok.  I think when I do that, he sees it and she does too, but I’m not sure. I actually do like that he’s happy.  We weren’t meant to be together, and that’s the way it is.  I think the only thing that bothers me about the entire thing is that he won’t communicate with me.  We were friends for years before we got together. But now that we’ve broken up, suddenly I’m persona non grata.  Why is it that we can no longer be friends?  I don’t think I’ve ever had an ex-boyfriend that wasn’t still my friend.

As a matter of fact, they make great friends because they know you on a different level. So we can talk about those things that you wouldn’t normally talk to your regular friends about.  We can talk about our current partners and the issues because we know each other on that level.  The other great thing is that they give you the “male” perspective, which is important. So those things that I would talk about with my 4 Besties, I can talk with them about too and get both the male and female sides.  Does that sound weird? It’s why I can be friends with the ex-husband. He does know me and my faults…although we’re not at a point in our new relationship yet where I can discuss any male partners or boyfriends….and that’s ok.

I just feel like relationships shouldn’t be so complicated.  I’m usually friends with someone before I hook up with them. We’ve chatted, emailed, texted, hung out etc. There’s some kind of history.  I’m perfectly willing to admit that it’s due to my trust issues (i.e. man-hater mentality).  It’s effing RARE that I meet someone and go full throttle to the naughty!  As a matter of fact, I’ve only done it twice. So if I’m going to take the time to invest in a friendship, I don’t want to lose it just because the intimate part didn’t work out.  Am I being unreasonable?  I don’t believe I am, and the fact that he can’t deal just confirms that his maturity level was far below mine….which is why we didn’t work out.

Hope your workweek goes well my friends!  I'm off to walk with my BFF.

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