But, I also write this blog to remind myself of mistakes I've made in the past and my resolve to avoid them. So, here's a big one. When I'm going swimming on a hot day like today, I properly prepare myself. I dip a toe in the water, to make sure the temperature is nice. I check my swimsuit to avoid any "wardrobe malfunctions." And, then I dip myself in the water, oh so slowly, because I just hate those milliseconds of anticipation when I'm suspended in midair and wondering exactly how cold it's gonna feel when I hit the water. I always want to will myself back onto dry land.
See, doesn't that look nice? So cool and inviting...Well, when it comes to relationships, I jump right in. With both feet. I don't check to make sure the water's not too cold. Heck, I don't even check in to see if there's enough water to keep me from breaking my neck. I meet a guy. I get infatuated. And I jump right in.
Weeks, months, or even years later I wake up and find myself lying next to a stranger. I find that I've been living in denial about undeniable incompatibilities for which there is no compromise. I find that although I might love the guy I'm with, I might not like him very much. Or at all.
This has not resulted in good things in my life.
So, I've resolved to be more careful. No. I'm not going to become a cynic. Cynicism would be too much of a shock for my genetically optimistic nature. But, you know, I need a healthy balance. I need to keep my eyes open and remember that no matter how inviting the pool looks, I need a little more information before jumping right in.
That's the problem I'm having today. I have a second date tomorrow, and I'm kinda excited about it. Under the new world order, I'm not supposed to be getting excited about a second date. Heck, I'm not supposed to be getting excited about a second month of dates!
So, remember the 20? Any time I find myself getting too excited about a date, I think I'm going to remind myself of a past failure. Today I think we'll chit-chat about #12.
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