I will begin to say, girls are great… we are over all the colds and tummy bugs that have been tossed our way and we are healthy and happy.. I officially signed Lylah up for Kindergarten and sat quietly in my car and cried for a little while.. she is my last baby, my last baby is starting big kid school.. so sad. That being said….
Life continues to boggle me, people irk me even more. Things with K sometimes seem so wonderful and fantastic and then other times I am wondering if he even likes me or wtf is going on. I am not sure if I mentioned, he wants to take things slow.. which is good and how it should be.. but when I am the one who keep initiating plans to see each other and I feel like I am the one keeping conversations going and I am basically feeling like this annoying gnat that keeps coming at you.. there is nothing romantic or cute or wonderful about that. It leaves me with all these mixed emotions and I am driving myself crazy.. So Friday morning (since I didn’t know when I would see him again and I needed to get the stuff off my chest while it was sitting there) I wrote him a LONG FB msg all about how I feel.. how I feel like I am throwing myself at him and I don’t feel wanted or like he even cares if we talk or not. I also told him I enjoy spending time with him and I am here for him and all but I just need one thing… to feel wanted. He responded with “I am trying to figure out the best response to all of that”.. I left it alone.. we briefly spoke then he went to take a nap and woke up the next morning.. we talked a bit yesterday.. just BS back and forth.. then finally at 4:30pm yesterday (Saturday) afternoon I asked him the dreaded question of whether or not he had any input on what I had said the day before (in hopes that we can talk about it) well.. here we are 8:12am on Sunday and I still have not had a reply.. which really got to me when I woke at 4am and looked at my phone.. there was no goodnight text even and there is always a goodnight text.. so I am guessing and assuming that gives me my answer right there. Which is shitty.. I really like him.. my kids really like him.. his kids like me.. out families like each other.. why do I get myself in these positions?
Which brings me back to the mind boggling.. so.. 90% of the people tell me what a great catch I am, how any man would be lucky to have me.. and I know they aren’t just blowing smoke up my ass, they actually sincerely mean it, to the point that I do too. A friend of mine told me her married male friend said to her “If she was my type, Jenn would be someone that deserves to be with someone like me” he is a hard working man.. so many, so many people comment on what a great person I am.. and really.. who wouldn’t want to be with me? I don’t deal with bullshit, I am a full-time mother who loves her kids more than she loves herself, I work full time I am going to school trying to better myself, I cook home cooked meals EVERYDAY, I keep a clean house, I am loyal, I am honest.. like SHIT I would wanna date me.. yet.. I start talking to these guys who think I am all that and then all of a sudden they aren’t interested.. what is wrong with me? Seriously.. why am I still in this great big sea looking for my fish? I mean even when I don’t look I don’t have anyone coming my way.. the whole thing is ridiculous.. I do not want to be alone forever like my mother.. I want a mate.. I want a happily ever after.. I want to be happy.. Blargh. I am gonna stop before I cry..
So this is why I haven’t written in forever.. because most of my writings wold be me whining about something. Sorry.
