Guys baffle me. Pure and simple. I will never understand them and I am pretty sure that I am done trying. If I continue to try, I will be forced into the looney bin. I am sure of it.
The scenario is this:
I went out with guy several times over the course of several weeks. We had a lot of fun and he was great to talk to. It was going well. At least that is what I thought. I figured it was going well for two reasons. One, I really liked him and, two, it was the impression he gave me.
One night, after dinner, we were on my porch saying a 30 minute goodbye. He was already late to meet some friends but stood on the porch holding and kissing me, delaying himself further. Finally he said, “the last thing I want to do is leave you, but I really have to go.” You couldn’t have smacked the smile off my face.
The next day I shot him a text message in the middle of the day to see how his day was. An hour later, he sent me back a very short response. A little put off by it, I replied back anyhow but didn’t hear back from him the rest of the day. I tried to call him the next day and didn’t get a hold of him. He didn’t call back that day or the next day or the next day.
He has every right to decide he doesn’t want to see me anymore. But what really unnerves me is that he had the balls to say that he didn’t want to leave me (oh yeah and told me several times how great I was and how much he liked me) and then just vanished off the face of the Earth. Douchebag.
It bummed me out big time. I moped around all week. One day at work my boss looked at me and said, “No offense, but I’ve seen you look better. You should go home.” Him saying that was the kick in the ass I needed. I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and just laughed at myself. Pathetic. I have so many things going for me and I just let some guy ruin my whole week. How dumb.
The next day, I decided that it was time to throw all of my energy and focus into me instead of some dumb boy.
I started off the day by sleeping in. After I got up, I threw myself into a kick ass workout. (Nothing like a little Jillian Michaels to whip you into shape!) Then I decided it very appropriate to indulge in some retail therapy. I found a few killer tops sure to make it any guy sweat.
After I exercised my wallet, I decided to do some relaxing. I took a really long, hot bath and put a stress relief mask on my face. It felt absolutely amazing. I got out and soaked my feet in a pedicure tub and then wrapped them in a cooling spearmint mask. Talk about awesome. Then I painted all my nails a fiery red.
I had plans to go out with a girlfriend later that night, so I took tons of time to prep for the evening. I curled my hair (which I very, very rarely do) and took extra care applying sultry makeup. I made sure every stray hair was plucked and that every part of my skin radiated with a shimmery glow. I even put on perfume, which is also a rarity.
Then one of my greatest friends and I hit up downtown to raise hell. We went out to a club and danced until we almost couldn’t stand up anymore. Truth be told, we had more fun dancing with each other then with the guys that came up behind us and pretended to know how to dance. We were out way too late and drank way too much but we also had a blast.
The whole guy situation sucked. But the day I took to myself was just what I needed. Sleeping in was amazing, the workout felt incredible, and my skin is still thanking me for the mask treatment. And hanging out with great friends beats stressing over loser guys any day.
Ladies, remember, focus your energy on yourself. It makes you feel much better then agonizing and analyzing why guys can be so ridiculous and confusing. He doesn’t deserve to be focused on, you do.
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Ben February 4th, 2009, 9:46 pm
I don’t understand that either.
But, I think this entire post could be rewritten with “girls” replacing the word “guys” and it would be just as true.
Both sides do the same stuff.
Honey February 9th, 2009, 7:58 pm
You have reminded me that I have a spa gift certificate lying around here somewhere…a pedicure and a face waxing in my future, I think!
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kira February 10th, 2009, 1:54 pm
You’re right Ben. Both side do the same stuff. This was only written the way it was because it is from a personal experience and I don’t happen to be a lesbian. Maybe that’s my problem though….hmmmm.
And, Honey, pedicures are the best! You’d best get on that!