I went to bed, but not before making a total fool of myself. Oh, well.
He wants to come play with Toto on Thursday. I'm probably going to let him, but will go to the grocery store or something while he's here.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I went to bed, but not before making a total fool of myself. Oh, well.
He wants to come play with Toto on Thursday. I'm probably going to let him, but will go to the grocery store or something while he's here.
((vw)) New boundaries are hard to find, but remember that if one thing doesn't work, you can adjust them.
We have the library party today and the university party, so none of us will be getting any work done between Noon-5 p.m.
My snowflake cupcakes won't come out of the pan! Sad now!
can you wait until they melt?
Heh. They finally came out, but they don't look so much like snowflakes anymore. Oops.
Ok. I'm stressed about this stupid party because my set-up plans and stuff keep getting thwarted. It'll be fine. I'll figure it out, but I bitched about it to my parents, and they're doing the, "You need to calm down and accept this and work with it. You're getting yourself all stressed out, and you're not going to enjoy it, and blah blah blah." The thing is, I need to VENT, get it out, validate that it's a frustrating situation, then move on to figuring out the plan. And they end up just frustrating me more because they're telling me to calm down when I just need to vent for five minutes.
UGH.
I went to bed, but not before making a total fool of myself. Oh, well.
He wants to come play with Toto on Thursday. I'm probably going to let him, but will go to the grocery store or something while he's here.
Oof. Um. Well, you know best what boundaries you need to make but I am a fan of the immediate post-breakup complete radio silence, which gives everyone time to readjust and reorient themselves. It's not permanent, but it helps things from getting all merge-y and mushy out of fuzzy boundaries and loneliness. (I am speaking generally- YMMV)
I have other specific thoughts that I will not air for two reasons: 1) it's none of my freaking business and 2) it's a public forum.
I'm with Nora in the whole concern-for-this-not-fucking-with-your-head thing.
Well, he's not purposefully fucking with my head. It's just my brain being my brain. BUT, I did e-mail him this morning and tell him that I didn't want to e-mail/text/IM/talk/see each other till after Jan 1. I think that will help.
Oh, I'm not trying to demonise the guy. But if it were me (which I realise it isn't!) I think I'd find it a head-go-boom situation - which is to say, I don't think it's particularly YOUR brain being your brain. There may well be some people out there who would be all teflon-skinned about it, and well done them, but most of us need a bit of a transition period to deal with the adjustment from intimacy to not.
I think you're dealing with the whole breakup thing in a very emotionally mature and wise fashion, and I continue to be impressed by your sense and decency. Go team vw!