A couple years back I posted about Dr. Aron’s 36 questions for falling in love. Well, last night I came across this brilliantly hilarious article: 13 questions that lead to divorce. From someone who’s been there, done that… it’s very true! Try out these questions with someone you’d like to divorce today.
All is quiet on the dating front. I’m about halfway into my 5-day kid custody stretch so I don’t have a date scheduled until Tuesday night… but I am quite dismayed by my propspects’ silence.
D and Dr Russia absolutely suck at text communications. There is no cadence whatsoever. Yes, it’s still early and I’ve only had 2 dates with both… but if this doesn’t improve, they will not remain competitors. Obviously. We all know how bent out of shape I get when there’s no regular text communications.
On Thursday, I sent Dr Russia a text telling him I was available Tuesday night or Thursday night. It was a rather long text and I told him that, if we choose Thursday, I could stay in the east bay after work if that was more convenient for him (he’d come into San Francisco for dates 1 and 2).
Again, it took him several hours to respond and when he did, it was a simple, “Let’s get together on Thursday night. I’m looking forward to it!” That’s it. Does that mean he wants me to stay in the east bay? I’ll assume yes for now but geez.
His texts weren’t inviting further conversation.
I sat on that for a day, not sure it warranted a response. It didn’t. But I wanted to do my part in keeping up communications so yesterday I replied, “It’s on my calendar. Have a great weekend!” He immediately replied with, “You too!”
I was disappointed.
Am I partly to blame here? I don’t double text and I don’t generally wait hours to respond to a text. But this is hard to work with.
And D. On Thursday he told me he’d take Caltrain up here for our date on Wednesday night. He asked whether it was better to take Muni or Uber from the Caltrain station. I sent a long reply telling him that Uber would be faster and easier because he’d have to take 3 Muni connections to get to my place (or 1… but then he’d have to walk the last mile all uphill).
He didn’t reply until 18 hours later to say he’d take Uber.
Geezus. Is texting really that difficult?
I’m also a little confused about what our plans are for Wednesday night. I guess he’s decided he’s coming straight here… but I have no idea what time that will be. 7? 9? This will seriously affect our plans. Dinner? Drinks? Stay in or go out?
There’s plenty of time to sort the details but I simply find it a little odd.
Because no one is fucking texting me, it’s been very quiet. Even though it’s frustrating, I am enjoying the peace and a break from the noise. It’s good for me to leave my phone alone. I am sitting with myself and my emotions.
I am fiercely missing Hayden. The way we laughed. The way he looked. The way he felt. The way he smelled. The “how was your day?” texts every day.
I caught the tail end of La La Land yesterday on cable. I’d seen it twice before, both times with Hayden. The end of the movie always makes me bawl. The “what could have beens” is gut-wrenching. New life trajectories with different love interests. Same… but different.
It’s one of my favorite movies. The subtle humorous nuances are brilliant.
My migraine finally dissipated yesterday morning after about 48 hours. Dayum, it was a doozie. I hadn’t had one in about a decade, and I’m now wondering if it was triggered by the mini pills. In any event, I’ll now have to keep Feverfew on me at all times in case it happens again.
Remember the local matchmaking company I signed up with? Well, believe it or not, they contacted me on Thursday to say that one of their clients might be a match for me! They asked if I was single and still interested and, if so, they’d send over more info. Of course I said yes.
I expected to receive details via email yesterday of my new prospect, but they didn’t send anything. I continue to wait. I’m curious to see what this guy is like.
I hope you’re all having a great weekend! I told my son he could have a sleepover tonight with 2 friends, eek! I agreed out of mom guilt for being sick the past 3 weeks. And now my daughter expects to have a sleepover, too…. What have I gotten myself into?