February 25, 2006
Rainy blah
It's raining and gross outside and that's about how I feel. I should be at the gym right this second, but it's hard to go sometimes when you know none of your friends are going to be there either. Every Saturday we go to this Body Works class, which is free weights and strength training in a classroom setting, and the instructor is this fantastic Cuban guy named Jorge. He used to be a dancer in NYC and always makes us do these silly moves in between sets, and his classic move, posing. After we work our shoulders and arms he makes us shake it out and then pose like bodybuilders. So at the wedding last week we had Hollis take some pictures of us in our Body Works poses, and when Sarah gets back we'll take them in to show Jorge. I'm not sure he really wants us to be his poster girls, but he seemed excited about the prospect of us posing in our wedding attire!
Sarah and Doug get home tonight, and I'm sure the dogs are ready to see them! I am ready to see them! It's been a week of 12 paws on the hardwood floors and deep sighs and barking. Good lord, the barking. (Mostly Montego, to be fair.)
I'm coming up on one year of homeownership and everyone says that after the first year, it gets easier. I really, really hope so. I would be lying if I didn't admit that one of the suckiest things about breaking up with J0shua was that I lost my handyman! He has plans to come down and help me out with a few things, but now that we're not together anymore, I can't really expect him to do that. Sure, it'll be great if he does, but if not, I guess I'll have to woman up and either break out the Yellow Pages or my toolbox.
I was e-mailing with someone the other day and he said something about how younger women (24ish) are sometimes easier to date than women closer to/past 30 because younger girls are often more carefree, have fewer expectations and less baggage. It's not the first time I've heard something like that - I even remember 30-year-old+ guys saying it to me when I was 24, and it struck me as incredibly unfair even back then. I put up with a lot of bad behavior when I was in my 20s - I was so worried about someone rejecting the real me that I kept my mouth shut and made nice. What is so crazy about that is that's not who I am at all. My friends call me their boss for a reason - I'm a natural leader with strong opinions on just about everything! But on dates or in the beginnings of a new relationship I have a tendancy to ask a lot about him and only mention things that I like that I know he likes too etc. And that's unfair to him, but it's also so unfair to me. Why would I sabotage myself like that?
When J0shua and I made the move from friends to more, I was so petrified that he would change his mind that I felt almost paralyzed. I didn't know how to act and he was left wondering where that fun, engaging, independent girl went who was his friend. Stupid, stupid.
If your 20s are when you figure out who you are and what you stand for, then at least I'm on track with something!
Posted by hannah at 11:01 AM
Cheer up, tomorrow supposed to be brilliantly sunny. Okay, cool and sunny, but sunny nonetheless. :)
The first year of homeownership is the hardest. After the one year anniversary the jobs which seemed so important to get done immediately lose their time-dependent importance. At least that's what happened to me. Good luck with your repairs. Do what ever projects you feel comfortable attacking, hire professionals for the rest.
btw- not all men like 24ish women. imho (in general) they are pretty but have little clue what life is about. my two cents.
Cheers!
Posted by Paulie [eatl/ga] on February 25, 2006 03:31 PM
