Sweat Pants and other Romantic Items

Right now I feel like this song by the Talking Heads:

"How did I get here? This is not my beautiful house! This is not my beautiful wife!" Part of me is shocked by how nice J is and that I'm not sure if he is being serious. The other part of me is just shocked by the sudden change of relationship status. All of the sudden I find myself in a "relationship." Ummm....what?! Ya, once again, I don't really want a boyfriend. No reason really except that I just broke up with someone in January and I just don't feel like relationship hopping. Although there is something untrue about that statement since I was ACTIVELY searching for someone to date. So basically, I'm a weirdo, and no matter what, will never be happy with my life circumstances. Sweet.

Anyway, things between J and I have been great. He is really, very sweet! He is super attentive which is great for me because I LOVE attention. He is very easy going, funny, smart and actually fun to hang around with. We laugh at the same stupid jokes and what's even more nice is that he likes the same tv shows, being lazy and drinking at my house!!! And he's smart....really smart, and motivated and has a good career and is extremely supportive of mine! So basically its been awesome. I just think that what I need to do is make sure I get enough alone time so I don't end up hating him and being a total bitch. I usually say yes to hanging out when deep inside I'm feeling more like a no. Not sure why I do that. Then I start acting bitchy and super passive aggressive and then my bf is confused over my sudden bizarre change of behavior. Pretty much not the way to act at all unless you want someone to hate you in a couple of months.

So here is what wonder boy J did for me yesterday. I was gone on a business trip for 6 days. When I got back I came into my apartment to find a bouquet of roses, a sweet card, and a pair of my favorite sweat pants from Victoria's Secret. He missed me and wanted to have something sweet and something comfy for me to come home to. How nice is that? Its actually really thoughtful. Like who encourages their girlfriend to wear sweat pants???? Bananas. He is so nice that I'm not even sure what to think of him yet. I'm pretty sure that the minute I start to REALLY like him that asshole Ashton Kutcher is gonna pop out and tell me I'm being "Punked." I've never had someone be this nice to after only dating for 4 weeks.... or ever really. He is extremely thoughtful. I'm not someone who needs gifts or anything, but dang, he picks really nice gifts. His gifts are all about my comfort. So far I've received two bouquets, Chinese takeout and sweat pants. This is porn for girls. Not sure what tomorrow will bring, but I'm really enjoying my time with him.

Back at Square One

"You're so perfect and special and amazing and cool and awesome!"

Sorry kiddos for being MIA for so long. I got really sick and then I had to travel for work, so basically, life took over and kicked my ass for a bit. Now I'm back and shit do I have a lot to say.

Since its Thursday I need to update you all on my "progress." Well.... I'm back at square one. I ate like shit and haven't exercised for over 2 weeks. No progress here. And as far as being stupid goes, well I'm still a dunce. I haven't learned Spanish yet and I'm still being a complete idiot with boys. I also have some yummy food stuff to write about, but I will save that for tomorrow's blog. Today, I'll tell you why I'm stupid again.

So somehow I find myself having a boyfriend all of the sudden. He pulled some magic ninja ass shit on me and now I think I'm totally in a relationship. This is all a little disturbing to me since I really don't want to have a boyfriend right now. I just want someone cool to take me out to dinner twice a month. I'm not sure what label that is, but whatever it is, that's what I want. What I don't want is eating cheesy broccoli rice and left over meatloaf in sweat pants while blogging and sitting besides someone watching Sports Center. That is LITERALLY happening at this very moment. I kinda hate myself.

Let's call new guy "J." I met J at a bar on St.Patty's Day. We were both squished up against a wall while trying to make it through a crowded bar, made eye contact and start laughing at the ridiculousness of our situation. We started talking and I really liked him and we ended up making out and he got my number (TMI for my sisters, sorry). After that night, he called me several times and we've been out to 3 really nice dinners, one breakfast, and we've cooked together twice. I still really like him. He's totally easy to get along with, super cute, tall, fun....but he's 25 and he also might like me a little too much. Homie calls a lot.....a LOT. He also has already been texting me that he misses me when I leave town for work. And today, I find myself eating leftovers and acting so coupley that I don't even know what to do with myself. I totally blame myself. I should know by now that I don't enjoy being smothered. I should have said I was busy or something but he always asks to hang out at times that I'm taken off guard and actually think its a good idea. Example: he shows up at my house with a bouquet of flowers and take out since he thought I would be tired after traveling for work. At that moment, he kicked ass! Then, as I am munching on Chinese noodles, he asks if he can come over the next night. Since my belly was full of chow mein and I had a bouquet I greedily shook my head yes! At that moment I couldn't think of anything better than seeing him again. Then I went to work today, had a full day of crazy ass clients and wanted nothing more but to eat leftover meatloaf in my sweat pants, fart the night away, and paint my nails while watching Game of Thrones. Ya....that's not happening tonight. Instead I'm spending the evening with someone cute who finds me amazing although he might be a little needy. We shall see if the crazy shit will hit the fan. Not sure if it will be him or me at this point. Signing off till then!