New Beginnings – A Fresh Start

Life has been quite crazy the last few weeks.  I mean, who would have thought that being single meant NEVER a) sleeping, b) staying in, or c) NOT DRINKING.  Because, my friends, I have become a drinking, going out almost ever night insomniac!  

OK, well that was a little exagerrated.  But just a little.

Things, in general are pretty good.  I mean, minus the occasional hiccup.  The new hot boy and I are still seeing eachother – pretty often in fact – about 4 times a week OUTSIDE of work.  Yes, I am aware that it’s a lot and probably not the healthiest thing in the world – but when something feels good and right at the time, it’s sorta kinda worth it, right?  Right?  

I know that the probability of it working out well is slim to none… if one of us ends it with the other it may be awkward considering we see each other ALL OF THE TIME at work… and yes, I know the saying “don’t shit where you eat”… well, apparently I enjoy doing that since I met two of my previous boyfriends at work.  

But there is just something about hot boy.  Sure, he’s hot and physically, definitely something I like… but he’s also witty, and funny, and smart, and challenges me.  Something that I didn’t have too much of in my last relationship.  Sure, C was nice and sweet and loving and supporting (all things that are essential and extremely important in a relationship), but at times our interactions and relationship in general lacked something – you know, that something that keeps you completely engaged and interested and excited and enthralled, etc…

Speaking of C, he came back to LA for a few hours last Thursday and stopped by my work to see me.  We had briefly discussed where we stand now the day before I saw him on IM, and it seemed that we were both on the same page – he and I cannot date.  At this point, it’s all or nothing… And at this point, neither he nor I feel like we’re ready for “all” – meaning marriage.  I know that I definitely have learned a lot about myself and about what I feel I need in a relationship these past few weeks, and there is a strong chance that I will never be able to get back together with C knowing what I know now.

I also failed to mention that I am dating someone else.  There were a few reasons for that – first of all, I wasn’t going to tell him while he was across the world, and I wasn’t going to tell him the whole story when he was here for 5 minutes.  I figure that when he moves back to LA and if he wants to get involved again, he will have to know.  What do you guys suggest?  Tell him or no? 

SO that is my life right now… filled with excitement, fun, and a good amount of sex.  There, I said it. BTW, also wanted to mention I still read your blogs – don’t always comment but I am definitely still reading them…