The Runs

Men never cease to amaze me. Truly. Just when I think I've found a "good" one with a solid head on his shoulders and not an FU (see earlier blog entry), I find myself being sorely mistaken. I'm a whole new Oprah.

BS and I had a fantastic evening last night with some of my co-workers at dinner, a play and drinks post-play. Unfortunately, after not seeing each other for a month, I had some pressing issues to bring up on the way home. For example, "How long is this travel thing going to continue?" "Am I an added stressor in your life?" You know, the typical "girl" questions. Apparently, after a couple glasses of cab, the questions become the most important questions in the world. My timing is always impeccable. Long story short, it didn't go so hot.

I got the "I need time to think" lecture today and lord knows how much women LOVE the "I need time to think" talk. It's almost as fabulous as being told to "relax" (another personal favorite). I guess the problem is that the minute my unwavering support was challenged, BS formed what I call "The Runs". As a rule of thumb, The Runs generally appear when a relationship becomes too complex for a man (ie, the woman gives a hint that she is not utter perfection and expresses personal needs). Instead of just putting forth effort to fix or work on what is needed, they get The Runs and split (wow - that was a horrible visual - poor choice of wording, sorry).

Why do men think that dismissing a relationship and starting over is easier than simply listening to the woman and working towards what she asks for? Don't they realize that ALL women have needs? The cycle doesn't stop. It's simply human nature. Perhaps all marriage is is when a man is simply tired from The Runs and is forced to remain stagnant and work within the one relationship that they find themself in at that particular point in time. Maybe it's just all timing.

I'm not bitter. No way.

I hope that isn't the case and I actually find myself believing that there is a truth and goodness to marriage and love. Naive? Maybe. I just hope that this "time to think" is really what he needs and that we can work through this. But, if personal history is any kind of an indicator, I'm not holding my breath. Have no fear, my little followers, it's nothing a good bottle of Pinot, some sappy Kelly Clarkson and Avril Lavigne tunes, a new pair of shoes and some cake can't fix.

Life always goes on, yes? And, I guess the silver lining for you readers is that if I'm "asked" to get back into the dating scene (yet again) after my short sabbatical, the blog may get more exciting again. Seriously. Where's the OG when you need it? Someone book my flight to VEGAS!!