Memories of the 1960's. Drinking from the garden hose, Playing outside till it was time for supper or it got dark-whichever came first. Box fans, heat rash, Church on Sunday and one family black & white television with 3 channels. Time passes and times sure have changed. Welcome to my world. Stories about growing up in Texas. New adventures and the struggle to remain relevant in the lives of my adult children.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
U Take Care of U
I think some of that relationship advice I have been reading is starting to sink in. I really do not like emotional turmoil any more than confrontation and drama in my life is just about unheard of. That is till recently. I am learning. I can be taught!! I was just telling one of my girlfriends 'you take care of you'. I say that to my girlfriends a lot cause women tend to take care of everyone except themselves. There in is where so much of my downfall lies, or at least according to 'Why Men Love Bitches'. I think for me it is a way to keep control of my world. I crave stability and that being so I tend to keep relationships very casual. I do not move in with men and I do not allow them to live with me. Who does that benefit anyway? The man of course and if he leaves what is left behind? Possibly bills, if I were living with him then it might mean I was suddenly homeless not to mention the sense of loss and loneliness. It is just to easy for a man to up and ditch a woman that he is not married to with little to no consequences to him. I kind of make a joke of saying 'no I love you's' but I really think most looking for love singles out there throw that word much to easy. It is starting to dawn on me that all those commitment phobe men I hear women complain about have nothing over on me. That being said, I still find myself doing too much. Well, no more of that. I have really been sorting out what it is and what kind of relationship I want. I am learning to say no, take care of me and it is my world. Maybe get a plaque of that cause I think a tattoo would be a little over kill, ya think?
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