Just Right, Too Much, Not Enough

My week:

---> In men-don't-care-news, I replaced my favorite sunglasses. My old ones broke and my new ones look like my old ones. I like my new ones.

Still with me?

Pardon my messy hair.

Every morning, my hair gets stuck in the 80s while it air dries.

(Cue your favorite 80s song)

---> Last night, I ran into my friend (the one with the crazy girlfriend) at the grocery store. It was so nice seeing him. We talk and text regularly but we haven't been able to hang out that much lately. I think everyone knows why. Hmm, I think his girlfriend knows why. Anyways, my friend and I were chatting when all of a sudden two guys come from around the corner. It took me a second but I realized one of the guys was BBQ Guy. We made eye contact, he smiled and looked pleasantly surprised to see me.

BBQ Guy: "Hey, what are you doing here?"

(Our Friend: "What do you think she's doing here?")

Me: "Oh, you know...doing stuff."

(Our friend: "Stuff like buying groceries?")

Me: "Uh, no."

First, I want to announce that my friend is leaving his job as a firefighter to pursue a career as a commentator. Second thing, why was my response to grocery shopping all defensive? Like, I can't believe my friend said that! Buy groceries. Only sluts buy groceries.

I don't buy groceries.

Noooo, not me.

---> One day for lunch, I bought a carne asada burrito and after taking a big bite, I realized the burrito had bits of raw onion in it. Oh no! Not just a little but a whole lot of onion. I don't mind the taste of onions but they make me super gassy and my breath stinky. If I was at home, I wouldn't really care. However, I was at work and I didn't want my breath to smell like onions. The burping and farting at my desk wasn't something I was looking forward to either. So, to save my boss from my gas and breath, I tried to picked out every single piece of onion.

It took for-eva...

I didn't get all of it.

Uhhhh.

---> Earlier in the week, a female friend and I had a brief conversation about men. We talked about how they sometimes change their minds. To be clear, we were talking about the early stage of interest here. Maybe even just sex. Definitely not "you have been exclusively dating him for an entire month and he changed his mind..." Oh, no, no. That's something different.

We were referring to men who tell you they are attracted to you but then pull back. They flirt with you one minute and then the next minute they don't even talk to you. It makes a woman wonder. Maybe this or maybe that.

Yada, yada, blah, blah, blah.

I think many of us women over-analyze the behavior and it accomplishes nothing. I believe we already know the answer. Most of us just don't want to say it.

Um, I'll say it.

Plain and simple, the man doesn't want you (me, her) anymore.

He lost interest. He's not as into you as he thought he was. At first, he was attracted to you but soon realized...not enough...not enough to get into your pants...and definitely not enough to be anything more than just friends. He doesn't like you...anymore.

Whoa, I just read what I wrote.

Ouch.

Oh well, wouldn't you rather swallow the truth once than to continue feeding yourself a big plate of lies (assumptions and/or denial)? Or, is that just me?

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Okay, I have to get back to work.

I'll see you later.

Happy Friday!