Holy moly. The last 5 days have not been the most fun in my house. Since Saturday morning I've been nursing the little monkey back to health. She had a little case of the stomach flu. I've done countless loads of laundry, cleaned up throw up from what feels like every square inch of the house and watched hours upon hours of Barney and Sesame Street. At one point I had both Barney and Elmo playing simultaneously in the living room...I had brought down a portable DVD player so she could watch videos and I could catch up on the DVR. In the midst of me getting the DVD player started, both the big TV and her little one were going...one with Elmo, one with Barney. You should have seen her little eyes light up with the thought of watching both at the same time. I quickly had to put the kibosh on that. Yesterday was finally somewhat normal, albeit she was completely out of energy, she did get her appetite back and the throw up train rolled out of here. She's back to school today but tomorrow is D-Day with the tubes. I have to have her at the hospital at 6am...oh joy. I can't wait for it be over and for her to feel better!
I was able to break up the monotony with some texts back and forth with Country Boy. Okay, actually it wasn't some, it was a lot. Too many. He texts me constantly. And call frequently too. It's really turning me off and getting kind of annoying. Last night I had to laugh at myself. I just can't find a happy medium. Am I that difficult to please? Am I asking for too much here? These guys either crowd me too much or not enough. I can't seem to find that happy place with them. Maybe it's a sign that I shouldn't date them. If 20+ texts in one day annoys me, maybe I need to move on. In a perfect world I would be excited every time I got a text from him, not thinking, "what the hell do you want now". Which takes me back to the "your way too picky comment" I got from someone a few weeks ago. Look, I'm gonna say this once and for all. I need to be picky. I deserve to be picky. I am in no hurry. This isn't a race. I will eventually find what I am looking for but I certainly don't need to lower my standards after being back in the dating world less than 6 months. If at 50 I'm still single and living with Layla and 40 cats, then I might consider the lowering of the standards. But for right now, they are staying put...high and all.
PS: Guess who's back???? I keep getting texts from McScotty. I responded to one yesterday...yell at me now. I know I don't need him anywhere near my life, but it was kind of fun screwing with him (get your mind out of the gutter...I'm talking about messing him over text). It did keep me entertained for a few minutes!
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