Going Nowhere Fast

Apologies for the lag in posting, dear readers. You'd think it's because things have been progressing with a certain someone, but you'd be wrong...

Things seemed to be moving along with A for awhile there. I even thought I might be getting off this dating treadmill for awhile. I was teeter-tottering. I thought we were going somewhere, but it seems as if we've gone nowhere fast. Bottom line, he's just not that into me.

I get it.

My frustration is that things could be moving along with someone and then hit an invisible brick wall. That's nothing new, right? OK, well, add in the new modern twist of the brick wall consistently sending random instant messages to you at work despite that he's not into you. He's not asking you out, he's not calling, but he feels the need to check in with you constantly. What the crap is that?! It's beyond annoying. Do you think I finally nipped it in the bud? In a fit of frustration, when he was pinging me to find out how my weekend was and I recently wrote, "Great. I got married!"

Well, if nothing else, this has pushed me back to an old standby (Date 90)...and I do mean OLD.

D has been really sweet and although I don't think we're heading toward anything, he's easy enough to be with and is starting to grow on me. My friend Nikki says I'm approaching intimacy with him and to go with that. I'm not so sure that I want to go there. I mean, I DO want to go there, I'm just not sure I want to go there with him.

Where I have gone is to the great white North to visit my mom for Thanksgiving. It took me 12 hours to get here and I slept like Rip Van Winkle last night. It's good to have a little extra time this week and a little distance from the recent work related nonsense I've been enduring. A heated mattress pad kept me toasty warm and recently cancelled international projects let my mind relax for the first time in weeks.

It's such a different pace up here. Sloooooow.
The local paper here has three sections and is still thinner than a menu at a decent restaurant.
The hot topic is high school sports. Especially the girl's swim team that won the state championship - two full pages of articles. That's news!
I like to think that maybe I could move someplace quiet like this and start over. Maybe there's no need to go through the nonsense I do, the traffic, the corporate BS, the pace of life.

I might have a job opportunity soon that will give me an option to kick things WAY up into the really big leagues, or turn them down a few notches from a lifestyle perspective. I'm considering alot of things right now.

But I love Austin. I've made a little nest of friends... my own little family. I love the art. The theater. The music. The general attitude. I was wound up tight after dinner last Thursday and went to see my friend's band play and in the process discovered some excellent deep fried southern rock in the form of Uncle Lucius. They won't be on the menu in either of the places I might move to.

Tonight's menu includes a date. Yes, I'm 1,500 miles away from home and I have a date. He's driving three and a half hours to take me to dinner. Haven't seen him in eons. Of course, he's pulling hard for me to make the big league move because I'd be closer to him and it is tempting...

I guess this Thanksgiving, I'm thankful for options.