Caught in a whirl
Wednesday, March 31st, 2010The other day I had lunch with a friend who I haven’t seen in a long time. The first time I met him he related to us how his last relationship went. He summarized it in five words “I was a battered boyfriend.”
Before I had lunch with him, his status in facebook (oh what will we do without facebook? Were we happier in our ignorance?) went from “single” to “in a relationship” but when we met it was “It’s complicated”. I asked him why, apparently, it was a whirlwind romance but the girl started having second thoughts.
Him: “She said we moved too fast, but it’s so frustrating because everything felt so right.”
Me: “I bet people said to give her more time”
Him: “Yes, and that’s what I’m doing now. And now she’s texting me asking where I am!”
Me: “Nah, she likes you, she just wanted the whole whirlwind romance as well as the courtship phase”
“But then it’s kind of impossible to have both”
Don’t you agree? I blame chick flicks. After the seemingly serendipitous romance, and the stars in your eyes, the snuggling and kissing, the excitement of the unexpected well… novelty has to die somewhere along the way. Eventually in the height of it all you find out he takes no more than two baths per week, does not put the toilet seat up, and you’re stuck in a relationship and you’re cursing whatever led you to going out with Mr. Not What He Seems. It just goes against logic to have a movie romance then want the human, more logical part, of it.
Dating is always good. Because it lets you know if the guy that you might wind up tied with for the rest of your life, is actually an a$$hole when it comes to waiters, or think he’s God gift to women, or worse, can deliver a punch instead of breakfast in bed. Dating is the getting to know stage, when you find out he has gross table manners and you notice if you care that he does. Does he buy you flowers, make you laugh, has the tendency to know too much where you are AND who you were with while you were on your way to the laundry shop? Dating cannot tell you all of these, but then it can hint you to it.
This post isn’t really going anywhere, and God knows mine was whirlwind romance. We’ve been together more than a year now, and I’m one of the few lucky girls to actually still have thaa-a—a-t lo-o-v-in’ feeling even when the novelty has long since worn off.
BTW, I bought a new compact, the Revlon PhotoReady powder. In the new, might, world of HD. It pays to be ready don’t you think? I’ve been using it for only a few days, let’s see if it can surpass my love for L’Oreal’s Ideal Balance.
Until then, have a happy Holy Week and if you’re going to any public pools, the news last night says you can get skin diseases if you don’t shower before AND after a dip. Yes, I ruined it for you because I’m not going anywhere this Holy Week but spend it in my PJs sulkily watching How I Met Your Mother because I’m too broke to go to the beach. and I hate crowds for that matter.





