lump of coal? thanks, got some.
My Christmas present from S was "late."
Guess who didn't get laid.
There are other matters at play, of course. On Sunday I asked if he had started smoking again--I could smell it in his lungs on our last date. I have a sense of smell, after all--not to mention a serious tobacco allergy. He confessed, and said he was planning on telling me after my test and would have much preferred to be in recovery than off the wagon when he told me. Both are decent excuses, except that 1) I'm not a child, I can handle some bad news, and 2) he dragged his feet for nearly a week and I prompted the conversation. Suffice to say, I was not impressed by his smoking (I understand it's an addiction, but I still don't date smokers), but incredibly pissed to be lied to by omission. My feelings of betrayal crept up on me, and by Wednesday I was in a froth. We had a very mature talk and everything was resolved, but I was still feeling a little spooked.
The lack of a gift did not help his case. We had discussed exchanging only self-made presents to one another several weeks ago. After the smoking/lying issues, I wasn't exactly inspired to make him anything grandiose, so I made him a small batch of spiced oatmeal cranberry cookies (vegan), and a card that incorporated two dried leaves l had saved from different dates in which we had kissed under those leaves' respective trees. Kind of romantic, right? Nothing too crazy, but thoughtful. I put some time into it, but not an embarrassing amount. To receive nothing in return stung. Granted, he warned me that my present wasn't complete and I had the option of exchanging gifts later, but that doesn't negate the fact that timing is just as important as the gift. If one is not timely, it suggests one does not care enough about the other party to show up and be ready. This goes for dates, interviews, schoolwork, meetings, and especially the first fucking gift you're exchanging with the woman you're dating.
Or are my standards too high?
Never mind--they're not. And even if they are, they're mine to have.
Guess who didn't get laid.
There are other matters at play, of course. On Sunday I asked if he had started smoking again--I could smell it in his lungs on our last date. I have a sense of smell, after all--not to mention a serious tobacco allergy. He confessed, and said he was planning on telling me after my test and would have much preferred to be in recovery than off the wagon when he told me. Both are decent excuses, except that 1) I'm not a child, I can handle some bad news, and 2) he dragged his feet for nearly a week and I prompted the conversation. Suffice to say, I was not impressed by his smoking (I understand it's an addiction, but I still don't date smokers), but incredibly pissed to be lied to by omission. My feelings of betrayal crept up on me, and by Wednesday I was in a froth. We had a very mature talk and everything was resolved, but I was still feeling a little spooked.
The lack of a gift did not help his case. We had discussed exchanging only self-made presents to one another several weeks ago. After the smoking/lying issues, I wasn't exactly inspired to make him anything grandiose, so I made him a small batch of spiced oatmeal cranberry cookies (vegan), and a card that incorporated two dried leaves l had saved from different dates in which we had kissed under those leaves' respective trees. Kind of romantic, right? Nothing too crazy, but thoughtful. I put some time into it, but not an embarrassing amount. To receive nothing in return stung. Granted, he warned me that my present wasn't complete and I had the option of exchanging gifts later, but that doesn't negate the fact that timing is just as important as the gift. If one is not timely, it suggests one does not care enough about the other party to show up and be ready. This goes for dates, interviews, schoolwork, meetings, and especially the first fucking gift you're exchanging with the woman you're dating.
Or are my standards too high?
Never mind--they're not. And even if they are, they're mine to have.