Preggers? Well, the pee stick says I’m not, but the instructions say that if it says negative to try again in three days. I’ll do it, but I’m not freaking out. I think that there are a combination of things going on.
One, I’m getting older and yes, this could be the beginning of the end of my Lady Times. I’m not too torn up about that as I’ve come to terms with not having a bebe. I will stick with the dog-child situation. But the thing that I don’t love is the whole aging process. I’m sure I’ll write more about this, but I’ve notice in my friends who have gone through “the change” and they look markedly older. And they have issues with painful sex. Ugh. I don’t wanna grow up!
Anyway. Two, my travel. My period used to get all kinds of messed up when I’d travel to Asia back in the day. In fact, I always used to skip a month when I’d travel overseas. But the last few years have not had that effect and I’d still be like clockwork. Regardless, in the last two months I’ve been to China (had a period right after that), then two more trips almost back-to-back which may have played a role in this lateness.
And three, I’m just not feeling well physically. I’ve never had allergies, but something is going on with my sinuses that’s kicking my ass and making me groggy/foggy. It’s been going on for a couple of weeks now. I’m not sure if that could even remotely play a factor in being late, but who knows?
Regardless, I’m not super worried about it. Just relieved that I more than likely won’t have to tell the Bulldog that he’s gonna be a Baby Daddy.
Love Life is weird.
It’s now been well over a week with no contact from/with the Bulldog. It’s not that bad. Sure, I miss our conversations and his quirky ways, but I’m gonna be ok. I know that he’s got a bunch of stuff going on with his adult son (who’s not really his son – LONG story) moving to town. I’m sure he’s spending a lot of time with him.
I also saw him on Tinder, and even though I’ve been off and on that damn app pretty much the whole time I’ve known the BD, it made my heart sink just a little bit to see him on there because now I know it’s real. He’s really out there actively looking for someone else. I hadn’t seen him on Tinder since the time he and I met, but all of a sudden, there he was. I know he’s seen me on there. Funny, I swiped right (as in, “I like you”), and he clearly didn’t do the same.
My other Tinder guy, I’ll call him Nudie Boy, is a huge disappointment. He’s silly and clever and devastatingly handsome, but he’s also…NAKED in the photos that he’s sending me. Look. I’m not a prude, but when you send me dick pics before we’ve even met, I have to wonder if you’re sending them to every chick on Tinder? I like hot, steamy, sexy photos just like the rest, but I would really like to discover your sensuality, sexuality and the size of your penis ON MY OWN, please. Don’t be presumptuous and DON’T shove your cock in my face before I even know what you sound like in person! Gah! Oh and the other thing? Don’t ask me to do something the day-of. It seems like every guy does this now. Like, I’m just waiting on YOU to invite me out for tonight because I’ve got nothing else going on in my life? No sir. Not your woman.
Ladies, if you put up with this behavior, STOP IT! You’re making it impossible for the rest of us!
In other MEN news, yes, I do owe you a RAD. BIL’s friend – which is weird in and of itself. You know, a friend of a guy you went out with kind of trash talking his friend so that he could go out with me, but whatevah man. I won’t spill any beans yet. You’ll have to wait!
Physique. In response to previous entry. OK, ok. I don’t really feel like I’m fat, per se. What I am is very, very out of shape (oh, and my belly is pooching, bleaaauuggh). It doesn’t take long to get out of shape, and I’ve known this all my life. I’m not one of those people who are naturally athletic and naturally sinewy, though I should be considering the size of my thin bones. I get out of shape in a couple of weeks and then it takes me months to get it back. Because of my travel schedule and just being darn tired, I’ve lost my workout mojo and desperately need to get it back.
I’m taking the month of August to get back on my early morning routine. I’m going to work out 6 days of every week and take…probably Sundays off (though I will still walk!). It’s a simple routine – 30 minutes of combined cardio and resistance early every morning before work. It should get me back into the habit.
And for right now, I’m glad nobody wants to see me naked! I’d be horrified.
Work. I’m at the office right now and I don’t really want to talk about it, so…
Weekend: No plans as of right now! And I’m kind of glad. I plan on resting up from this sinusy shit and cleaning the apartment (it is a wreck) and possibly filling my refrigerator full of goodness! I honestly can’t wait. It’s been a long-ass week.
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