So I, like Lila, have been in hiding, but for a very different reason. (PS Lila, I was sad that it took you so long to write about your messages!) And I wouldn't call it hiding so much as giving up. I am tired of boys and their crap. I live with 3 of them and they are stupid a-holes. My new (and less attractive trainer) forgot we had a session last night. Brian won't call b/c I refuse to give it up the first night. And I am trying, unsuccessfully, to reconnect things with The Dane (nicknamed b/c he was born in Denmark). His is an embarassing story to be told possibly in the near future. And we cannot forget my excursion to Kansas over Valentine's Day weekend. Needless to say, I am struggling.
I met with my sister over the weekend to say hi and of course she asked me about my love life and suggested I try online dating. I am not too keen on this option. There is something holding me back. She and her husband have tried setting me up with people but they have not gone so well. Anyway, that was a pleasant and uplifting conversation.
I figure I have two options. I feel that both will fulfill my immediate needs and aide me in my deficiencies.
Option 1: I join a convent. Here, I don't have to worry about what I look like (the jars of avengeful peanut butter are doing wonders for me). Because we are not allowed phones, I don't have to worry about why boys aren't calling, or how to properly flirt over a text message. And the pressure to have sex is definitely absent.
Option 2: I enter the Amish community and get married there. With this option, many of the reasons for the convent apply, but I don't die alone. I actually (hopefully) get married and live a long life with my husband and farm animals. Bonus: I have always liked Pennsylvania.
I will let you know what I decide. Right now, it's a coin toss. I could go either way. This may be one of my final posts since both options refuse the ability to use technology.
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