So I am having a chat with the absolutely awesome Snowelf and we are talking about (what else?) boys. The planets must be aligned in some rare way because the last week or so has been full of Strange Boy Happenings. And in my case, damn near any dude I've had anything to do with ever has made an appearance. I feel like I was part of an episode of All The Boys You've Dated. Ever.
Well one of these boys, who we'll keep nameless for right now, had made an extended appearance and a surprising one and I know your little gutter brains are thinking the worst, but I asure you, I am still on The Road To Born Again Virginity (against my will, I think I am being towed!)...
Anyway, Snowelf and I are discussing this appearance and she remarks that maybe he and I will try Dating v2.0. And I couldn't lie and say that the thought hadn't crossed my mind but here's the thing - do I really want to get into a serious relationship with someone who took three years to decide I was worth having? Even if, as Snowelf argued, he knew now. Like really knew. [Which is not to say that any of this actually happened, we're chics - we speak in hypotheticals like they are going out of style.]
I want to be with someone who, very shortly after getting to know me, can't imagine not being with me.
I don't want any of that hemming and hawing bullshit.
I don't want to be a hard decision to make. I want the person I commit to spending the rest of my life with to know.
Is that nuts? Am I asking too much?

Labels: Being a Chic, Dating, My pathetic excuse for a love life