If you made it to this day and you work a normal M-F 9-5 like I do then congratulations because we made it to Friday on the first full work week of the year. Ain’t that something??
So the past few days I was real stuck on that TED talk about purpose, but it’s Friday and I’m feeling JUNKY. Let’s talk ~~~men~~~ shall we?
I want my work *friend* – we’ll call him – to invite me over tonight.
I want him to want to date me.
I want asked on a GD date and I want treated to a beer and maybe a game of putt-putt.
When we were walking home yesterday though I let it be silent. I’m always the talking one. I want him to figure it out. Talk to me. Ask me something. Say something that’s not work related and not sexual. What did he come up with after the awkward silence?
“How long now have we been working at the new building?”
Are. You. Kidding. Me.
I was disappointed at first, but you know what – he tried. And you know what’s even cooler? I’m realizing that for the first-time post-Avik break-up, I feel ready to date. I feel ready to try again. To support someone else, and make their priorities mine. I can’t wait to meet you, future partner. I can’t promise I’ll be perfect, but I will promise to try to be good to you. And when I inevitably fail at times, take comfort knowing I’m beating myself up for every bad word, snarky comment, and stupid fault more. Ok, maybe don’t take comfort in knowing I’m faulty but more that I will recognize the issues to work on and I really will try. I will really try hard for you.
So, coworker aside, the future holds nothing but potential. Including this weekend. Off to wine country, Oregon for some R&R tomorrow morning.
Make it a killer Friday, y’all. Be bold.
C-B-Doing Thangs 