I ate a dog...
Ok, so not literally. But I did give Rufus a much needed bath and extreme makeover haircut, Zoe a quickie cause she was being a brat and Tazzy a bath and butt trim (don't ask)! My house is 98% clean and so are my dogs, minus June Bug who is NOT getting a bath. I am not that insane. I forgot to take my happy pills until 10 pm tonight, which is not good. I ALMOST broke up with/got broken up with today. Last night sucked ass. Sometimes little shit can just escalate. Sometimes teary eyed girls scary boys away and boys going away makes teary eyed girls just plain teary. Then well, it's all downhill and soon you wonder WTF just happened. Let's just say that I am feeling lonely, sad and that I need to take things SLOW with this relationship. It's hard. When I was 21 and doing this it was easy. At 33.5... it's not so much. There's just a LOT more to it all. Also, he's a MAN. A foreign thing to me really. I only knew boys and not well, even. So, take at least 66% of my emotion and realize that it's just bunk to him and means nothing. The reality of what all that means to me I have yet to fathom. I read Tammy's posts and think... ok, this is gonna be me. He won't care enough, love me enough or show it enough. It's just being male versus female, by and large, right??? I just need to have a deeper, big picture understanding and realistic overview of what it is to be male in an emotionally exclusive relationship with a high maintenance emotional woman. Sounds like hell, poor guy!