The weird in-between place
First, my life rocks. Every single bit of it. Sorry to incur your envy, but it's true. Last night I went to a show downtown (Avenue Q) with 8 friends. How sweet is that?
I think this is one of those recurring themes I talked about awhile ago. And guess what! It recurred! This is loosely based around "babies"... I met Matt 10 years ago. 10 YEARS! We've been together for about 90% of that time. Maybe 95%. 10 years ago I thought that by 28 I would be married (check), have babies (1. half check.), suburbanized (nope), and profitable (hmmm... yea, check.) I reoriented my life and now I'm quite citified, which in turn means less babified (It just does. City people don't have oodles of kids. I think it has to do with cost of living and itty-bitty unkidfriendly spaces.) And I want oodles of suburban babies! Yesterday I randomly walked through a flooring store and petted all the pretty hardwoods. I want a house damnit. :)
But life is so good - job, friends, location, money. I'm afraid that if/when Matt gives in to my yearnings, it won't be what I want. Or after baby #3, #4, #7, I'll be the one feeling the envy. On the flip side, I have quite a few pregnant or soon-to-be pregnant friends, and I envy them too. (Well, not the no-alcohol, no-extreme-activity part.)
This is why I have my "no-looking-back" policy. But part of that policy is to agonize over decisions so that once it's made, that's it. No looking back. Thinking done.
Yodel-ay-he-whooooooooooo! I'm bored with my agonizing. Back to work A.D.D. girl.
I think this is one of those recurring themes I talked about awhile ago. And guess what! It recurred! This is loosely based around "babies"... I met Matt 10 years ago. 10 YEARS! We've been together for about 90% of that time. Maybe 95%. 10 years ago I thought that by 28 I would be married (check), have babies (1. half check.), suburbanized (nope), and profitable (hmmm... yea, check.) I reoriented my life and now I'm quite citified, which in turn means less babified (It just does. City people don't have oodles of kids. I think it has to do with cost of living and itty-bitty unkidfriendly spaces.) And I want oodles of suburban babies! Yesterday I randomly walked through a flooring store and petted all the pretty hardwoods. I want a house damnit. :)
But life is so good - job, friends, location, money. I'm afraid that if/when Matt gives in to my yearnings, it won't be what I want. Or after baby #3, #4, #7, I'll be the one feeling the envy. On the flip side, I have quite a few pregnant or soon-to-be pregnant friends, and I envy them too. (Well, not the no-alcohol, no-extreme-activity part.)
This is why I have my "no-looking-back" policy. But part of that policy is to agonize over decisions so that once it's made, that's it. No looking back. Thinking done.
Yodel-ay-he-whooooooooooo! I'm bored with my agonizing. Back to work A.D.D. girl.
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