Blue Skies

I have been on one of the craziest emotional roller coasters that I have been on in quite some time. I have experienced every emotion underneath the sun. I cannot even begin to explain what has been going on in my head and heart. I was so broken that I literally just wanted to crumble and give up and I almost did. Actually for a moment there, I did. At the time it just wasn’t worth the aggravation, the migraines, and the stress levels that were literally consuming every breath that I took. The moment I made the decision to leave I felt instant relief, I just knew I was making the right decision and the weight just came off my shoulders.

Well after everything being stripped away and being questioned over and over again, I honestly started to doubt myself and what I stood for. I was so overwhelmed and so deep in my world that I hadn’t even realized how much things were getting away from me. I honestly can’t even tell you what I was doing for the first part of this year, what changes did I make? What improvements did I make? How did I let it all get away from me? Like where was I when the hotel was going down the drain? Sigh – I don’t know how or when it happened but it did and it sucks.

I could of course roll over and throw up my hands in defeat and say I tried it but it didn’t work and go back to what it is that I used to do which really is what I had opted for initially. It made perfect sense and it is less stress and I can go about my business, let someone else take the heat… Truth is I honestly don’t know that this is my thing. Looking at numbers, forecasting, controlling expenses, answering to the big dogs… Hmm honestly don’t like this part of the job. It is not my thing, too much politics, too much stress, too much backstabbing. Everyone is out for themselves and they will do whatever it takes to push the focus and blame onto someone else.

I guess the tough part is actually admitting that yeah, I did a pretty crappy job at this, I didn’t do as well as I should have, I didn’t really pay attention to the little things, I could have done a lot better, that is the plain and simple truth. So when all is said and done, I decided to give this a try, only this time, I would do it my way and quit listening to what others thought I should do. Bosses or not, sometimes you just need to take ownership of your ship even if it goes against the ‘powers that be’. That truly is what got me into this mess and I did nothing to stop it. I know what my strengths are and I need to maximize on that.

See I have this thing where I just have to learn things the hard way. SMH!!!! Why I just don’t do things the easy way the first time is a little beyond me. Really now! Lol – but this is what I am up against at the moment – a very long trek uphill but I know I can do it and I damn well won’t be making these same mistakes again. Geez! Talk about learning a lesson.

Speaking of lessons, here is another one… heartache! I feel like I am slowly becoming an expert on this subject. Not necessarily a trophy I like to display on my mantle, lol but all the same I am learning this game. Since 2008 I have met a few guys, gone on a few first dates, and had a couple one night stands, a couple friends with benefits, a potential boyfriend and even a serious boyfriend. There have been some ups and downs some heart ache along the way, some regret, some serious anger that took me to some really dark places… I somehow always managed to turn off the feelings, get up the next morning and keep going. I am not one to dwell on emotion and feelings when it comes to men or situations that don’t go well. When I am done, I am done.

However this last encounter – this one hurt. That raw emotion when your heart just aches and you don’t even understand why. I mean I barely knew him really; we talked a bit, played on the same team (ultimate Frisbee at a cook out) and went on one date; a really nice date (or so I thought) that ended with a really sweet kiss. He made me laugh like genuinely laugh and it always warmed my heart (it’s been a while since I have had that), he made me smile, had all these cute nicknames for me and it just made me glow on the inside. When I heard from him it made my day or night. When he was silent it hurt like hell. I mean really hurt and sent all sorts of grey clouds into my world. The only thing that cured those clouds was hearing from him. Now you would think I had known him for months and we saw each other every day – but that was not the case at all.

Like I said- one date! Just one, but the kiss I got at the end of that date was the softest, sweetest kiss and it gave me butterflies, I just wanted to keep kissing him… but it was short and sweet and then he left. Had I known it would be the last time I was going to see him, I may have pulled him in for another ‘goodbye’ kiss. He was definitely a good kisser... Sigh!!!!!!

We talked a bit over the weeks that followed, texted really, and more often than not, I initiated the texts. I didn’t always get a response and then he would disappear on the weekend. I got a couple of phone calls from him apologizing for it and I always thought, okay he will ask me out today if not, then tomorrow for sure. Well that tomorrow never came, over the course of 5 weeks, I only saw him three times the first night we met at a party, the next day at a BBQ and a week later on our first and only date. I even tried to set up some instances when I would get to see him by asking him to pick me up from the airport so that we could hang out etc, but he always had a reason why he couldn’t come and get me.

I should have got the hint at that point, but I kept plugging on… he always knew what to say to keep me interested without ever tying himself to any kind of commitment. I should have read through the lines but I was too caught up in happy land and building sand castles. (Something I always tell my girls NOT to do) Going 100 mph when the guy is barely moving at 3mph! SMH!!! How in the world did I get caught up in that? That just doesn’t happen! SMDH!

I shared this with my best friend, and he had some interesting insight into it. Asked me some really probing questions and pointed out some glaring facts that stung. I needed to hear it, but man oh man it was like pouring salt and iodine onto a fresh wound. I felt exposed, vulnerable, silly – sigh – you name it I felt it. I really needed to face this, the truth that I was indeed being played, the very thing I always shake my head at when I see other chics being played. I would always say or think, just move on why go through that nonsense; I always maintained I would never stand for that kind of bullshit from a man. Lol – and yet here I was, waiting for my phone to ring, waiting for a text message, waiting to be asked out. Being upset all day because I didn’t hear from him and then skipping the very next minute because I got a ‘hello’. Had I paused long enough to assess the situation, I would have walked away a week after our first date.

The mood changed for him after that, I noticed it but I brushed it away and I didn’t acknowledge it. I didn’t want to – I still don’t want to… sigh… it hurt! Right before I finally conceded and let this go, I was angry, bitter, cynical, ready to retreat into the deepest portion of my cave and not come out for another two years. It hurt, talking about it hurt, thinking about it hurt…! Reading through the text messages trying to see where things dropped off HURTS! I mean this man is HOT!!! Tall, has a smile that will brighten up the gloomiest of days – just yummy!!! Athletic, funny, has a great job, coaches on his off time…Ambitious, an extremely sexy phone voice and Top it all off is a great kisser… and I can only imagine the rest… sigh.. yeah – it hurt quite a bit!

My best friend said to let it go, make my stand known and if he can’t deliver then to let it go. Truth be told I don’t even want to do that, let him know what my stand is or that I am walking away. I don’t see why it is necessary really. I simply want to close the book and move on. My best friend says it’s not the adult thing to do, but sometimes I think it’s okay not to be the adult. I am calling in that card. Perhaps in a few weeks, I can pick up the phone and say – I am done, well I was done 3 weeks ago, but I just couldn’t bring myself to call. It is still too early and too fresh right now. How I got to this point is beyond me. What I do know is that the shutters, walls, fortress, land mine, draw bridge, everything needs to come up. I need to regroup and I need a new plan, a new approach…

So fast forward a couple of days … I did call. I was in a good place, laughing and giggling and having a fantastic time at work and I decided to call. Not for any particular reason but just to simply say ‘hey! you know what it’s cool. I hear you loud and clear and this thing I thought was there between us isn’t and that is fine. Have a great life and see you around at the next cook out.” And keep it moving. He of course did not pick up the phone, so I left a voicemail and when I hang up, I closed that book.

Yesterday at dinner I was talking to a friend of mine and I realized as we talked that I really and truly just want simplicity; a nice easy fun relationship where both parties are REAL, where both people KNOW who they are and why they are, stick to it and accept the other for WHO they are. I really don’t like the dating game I have come to realize; the sitting around, twiddling of thumbs, debating on whether it is too soon to call or not. I feel like it is all such a farce and quite unnecessary. I would just want to be able to pick up the phone and call when I want to or not call when I don’t want to. I would like to go on 7 dates a week or none depending on what is going on. Freedom that is what I am looking for, freedom! Enough with being boxed in to these molds that we supposedly have to fit. Like if I choose to sleep with a guy on the first date – you are classified as easy. You choose to wait till marriage you are a prune, you make him wait 90 days and he does then he is the one… according to whom exactly? Society? What makes them right? I don’t know I just get tired of it all. Now I am sitting here thinking, you may very well have to play this stupid game or not play and be patient.

Now patience is not one of my strong suits, but I am sure I can perfect it… I believe I already started doing that. Even with guys, I have decided they need to fit that “x” factor that makes my heart skip a beat and makes me swoon and do the hand fan action J … they need to be hot. See I have tried the whole “oh the body doesn’t reaaalllyy matter, his personality is solid so it will work right?” well not for this girl. It hasn’t worked, and I am done with that thought process. I have been told on several occasions to stop being vain, well that doesn’t work for me. Going forward – I am going to be vain. I need a hot man in my life, simple as. So even giving out my number etc… that is not going to happen unless I think that there is potential for a possible match. Dancing is one thing…and even that I may start being a bit more picky on… because if all you are doing is grinding – then nope on to the next one. If it is a game that must be played, then I am making my own rules.

Even with response time, attention, dates etc. – if I am not getting the response I would like or if it takes more than 4 days to set up a date, or a follow up date – then I am on to the next one. I am done settling; I know who I am and what I want, so if it doesn’t fit, I am moving on. I am done sitting at someone’s gate hoping that they will come and open it and let me in. My theory is, if he you are what he wants he will make it known. So I will wait for a bit and if you don’t come to the gate then I am gone. If you really want to get me back to your gate and into your house, you will come looking for me and you will do what you need to do to get me back. I am not going to put my life on hold for anyone anymore. There is life to be lived and a dynasty to be built; and I am doing just that.

I am a catch, I am beautiful, I have a hot body, I am ambitious, I am great at what I do, and I have a lot to give. I am done doubting these things about myself. This is WHO I am; I make no apologies for who I am. So if ‘he’ stops and doesn’t like this package or if I don’t like his package then please keep moving and make room for the next suitor. There are several matches out there, and I intend to pick the best of the best.

Another thing, my private life going forward, is going to remain my private life. I find that sharing sometimes can be a bad thing and sometimes you get swayed to do something that you normally wouldn’t do or not do something that your gut is screaming at you to do.  So I am making my life private and only a handful of people will have that insight into the inner workings of Me…