Sticks and Stars

I feel anxious about all that remains to be moved but I’m also really glad this weekend is over so I have an excuse to only take one load over to the new place each day. All in all, I think I did pretty well this weekend. I moved seven major pieces of furniture (three bookcases, two toy storage cases, one cedar chest and a dresser) all by myself, and infinite reusable shopping bags o’ crap. My current house is looking much more barren.

But can we talk about something not moving related for a minute? I mean, I know you really, really want to know about each and every item that I have or have not moved over to my new place, but there are other facets to my life, people!

Okay, so, dating. I’m thinking of doing it and it’s kind of making me want to vomit.

Aack, I feel freaked out just having written that!

The thing is, when I decided to stop dating a million years ago, I was more than ready to stop. I stopped and was completely happy with the decision. I never looked back and when I did think about dating and/or being in a relationship, the thought filled me with dread and I kind of wondered whether I might be single forever because I had absolutely no interest in not being single.

But then, as 2009 wound to a close, I realize that I didn’t get laid during the entire year. Not a biggie, I know. Hell, I’ve been in relationships where I only got laid very slightly more often during the same time frame! But still, the realization of my unintended celibacy made me start thinking about all that dating and relationship business and while I can’t say that I felt some huge overwhelming longing to find my prince and/or princess charming and ride off into the sunset, I did feel…curious. Like maybe I might like to go on a date or something.

And then I decided to poke around okcupid (where I’d post my profile were I to decide to do such a thing) and there were all these hot single dads! It was, like, a sign!

At the same time, though, I have no childcare and not much spare time (especially at the moment) and while I do feel curious, as I mentioned, I also feel intensely anxious about the whole thing. Plus, I just don’t know that I’m emotionally healthy enough to do this…although maybe no one else is either so maybe that’s okay.

Sigh.

I’ll keep thinking about it.

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