This weekend my girl was with her dad. I had been so tired this past with her not sleeping well, I feel like I spent the better part of the weekend in bed. WOOT WOOT. Sometimes, it’s exactly what this single mama needs.
Friday night brought another date with The Scientist. He filled my night with laughter and kisses. The man is not shy about kissing in public, or interrupting me in mid-sentence to kiss, or stopping on a corner to kiss. It was a fun date, and while I think he was hoping for more when we got back to my house (wink wink, nudge nudge) I sent him on his way after a nice long make-out session. Does this pose a red-flag? I need to think through that, but haven’t taken the time yet.
And while I’ve kept myself busy this weekend, I must admit that thoughts of Him still loom. It seems to me the weekends are my weak point. I seem to be in HE-tox. And it’s one day at a time. Time + Distance = Moving On. But those days when thoughts of him are looming, I’m backsliding. I know it, and I’m working on it.
I am off to clean up my basement. It’s Em’s play area – and it’s turned into a large mess.
Oh and it’s snowing today. WTF?
April 14, 2008 at 1:22 am
I’m so thrilled that you found me!… and now I’ve been led to you. Yes!
How funny: You’re dating The Scientist, I’m dating The Biologist. He’s not shy to kiss in public, either.
You’re right: give yourself time. Cleaning is a great idea! Good for you. Clean up that basement, and if you come across anything from your Ex, be sure to give it to him or give it away.
April 14, 2008 at 1:45 am
SMS! I’m … holy crap you’re HERE. I read your blog ALL the time! Thank you for coming to visit. I’m seriously honored. *bowing down* You’re an inspiration!! I’ve been reading about the Biologist.
I’m happy for you.
April 14, 2008 at 3:37 pm
All these single moms finding their own scientists, all the while this single mom scientist found her wine store owner.