It's Raining Men!

Seriously, two dates in one month may not seem like a lot, but after the long 6 month dryspell (granted, some of that time was saved for healing), two dates seemed like a lot. LOL. Too bad they were from the "Mr. Wrong" category.

Once he found out I was dating again, my friend Matt has inquired about me dating him, but I'm just not feeling it, and I'm not quite sure how to tell him. 

Over the past week or two, Justin and I have talked quite a bit. Actually, there was just a lot of laughing. He was always more than a boyfriend, he was my best friend. (It's important to have that relationship with your significant other.) I wasn't sure what was going on with Justin. I didn't know if he was just missing me, his best friend, or if he was missing me, his lover, or both. So, we talked about it. No, we are not getting back together. It's just not the right time. Nothing has changed. Even though I would give him a lung, a kidney, or whatever he needed to save his life, it just isn't the time to work out the same kinks we've been trying to work out for four years. Love does not conquer all. Sometimes, it takes a lot of hard work and time to change the things around us. Love is the reason and it's the prize. And it's worth it. 

Over the last few months, there have been a few ex-s calling me to reconcile, or rather their hoping for one last fling. "No thanks!" If they were "all that" then they'd still be around. Again, "no thanks!"

Today, I'm gonna kick back, do some housework with the music blaring loud, and chill in my non-testoserone house. LOL. Not that I don't like men anymore, but I'm tired. After talking with Justin last night, I had a long hard cry. It really wore me out. I just need to rest now, and pull myself together. Life is good. I just need a minute to remember that.