java, at least you've BEEN in long term relationships, even if you didn't get married in them! I sometimes suspect I should go to therapy just to determine if there is something bizarrely off about me that I have never dated someone more than about six months at a time...
In happier news, I am eating TJ's pumpkin cream cheese AIFG! NOM. I would not have picked it up were it not for Teppy's recommendation. I suspect I'm not meant to eat the whole tub in one sitting, though, which may be a problem.
An excellent point, Burrell.
And I'll add that sometimes people aren't waiting to see if someone "better" will come along; they just don't want to be with any one with any sort of permanent associations.
java, at least you've BEEN in long term relationships, even if you didn't get married in them! I sometimes suspect I should go to therapy just to determine if there is something bizarrely off about me that I have never dated someone more than about six months at a time...
Well I've had a weird past. Off and on for 15 years with one man (whom Aimee and MM have met - wait, maybe only MM met him) and then a long break, and then Steve (who many of you have met). Other than both being super smart/educated (although one in film and the other in science), they were SO different from each other. I was so happy that I didn't have a "pattern" of falling for the same type of person.
If I have any regrets, it's that I let myself be in love with W for so damned long. It didn't give me a chance to be available for anyone else. Until S.
meara, do you know what you want long-term?
that sounds like the tooth fairy to me.
the chair fairy?
Heh. I was thinking Easter Eggs (a la compute/game speak.)
They know I don't
need
the money. But they like to be the treat. I mean, Dad wouldn't let me pay for the vet bill for Pumpkin. Or the birthday dinner. I've learned from their example with their parents: object once, but accept if refused. Told them I wanted to treat them as a gift, but they said their treat was me. It makes them happier, I defer. They appreciate my genuine attempt, I appreciate their generosity.
Honestly, I think the best gift I give Dad is late night chats and letting him fix shit. Mom, the sotto voce mutterings about dad's quirks and honest confessions. Rest are just grace notes.
They enjoyed the BMA, Science Center, a visit with my cousin, tours of city neighborhoods, Evergreen House (oh, that was cool!) schlepping to pick up my computer, market, trip to my vet, met most of my beloved neighbors... Got a taste of my city and my life.
I love reading about your relationship with your parents, sara.
meara, do you know what you want long-term?
Someone who loves me? Who is smart and reliable but fun, who I have sexual chemistry with.
"Aerie" takes me immediately to a Game of Thrones place. Or, like Jesse said, tiny drafty walk-up.
They can drive me petty batty at times, but I really do have a great realistic relationship with them. And they are neat people.
I tease them about the senior apartments 5 minutes walk away, but I'm kind of not joking. I know they want to stay in Cruces, individually and/or jointly. But if ever that becomes unsustainable, me and the SIL are going to have to battle it out over where they land. Cause my brother would probably defer to me, but my SIL pretty much adopted them as her parents when hers went batshit. Well, she rather did that first time she met ours and dad woke her up at 6 am fixing a drawer as mom muttered at him to quit it. It's endearing once you get the motivation.
Having met them, I think your parents are pretty wonderful, sara.
Okay to bed.
