With thanks to some recent happenings - silence, seeing "people", girl talks and my usual 11 o'clock readings of what happens to be interesting me/picking at my brain at the moment - I came upon the "He's Just not that into You" article, specifically written from a woman's point of view.
Well....I came across a few different articles. We, of course, have the self-impowerment articles that firmly state that woman can, by all means, wear the pants in every aspect of the relationship, from asking the guy out on the first date to being the one to call everyday. Then we have the ones that are, with high hopes, trying to tip the too-desperate guy off that really, dude, we're just not that into you.
While I do agree, to some extent (way more-so with the latter of my comments) with all of these articles, I tend to take the more traditional route. Yes, I've been "born and bred" in the South, so my opinions probably don't apply to everyone, but seriously, y'all. And by y'all, I mean my lady friends. Guys are pretty simple. They're interested or they're not. If they are, they aren't afraid to show it. If they're not, the "maybe my phone is messing up" or "I'm worried about him since I haven't heard from him today" excuses are completely and utterly invalid. He's not in it.
Through my recent single lady days, and comparison to my actual successful, long-term, serious relationship(s), I've learned (probably the hard way in some circumstances) that if he really likes you, he'll call. He'll text. He'll ask you out. He'll introduce you to his friends. He'll be proud of you. He MIGHT even drop the "L" word or the "will you marry me" card when the time's right.
It ain't rocket science, besties.
And please don't get me wrong, I am, by far, not the smartest chick on the block, but I do, in all honesty, try to take what life hands me and learn from it. Therefore, here's a prime example of my enlightening moment....
My thoughts in bed one night:
Weird, I haven't heard from him today. Wonder what that means? Okay, C, it could be that he's been busy, or he fell asleep....yeah he does have to work way early in the morning. It's happened before, he plays his cards right, we'll give it until tomorrow.
Next day:
Hmmm...still no call. No text. Not even a facebook update. Ouch. Okay, let's go through my options....1) he's been super busy 2) he's way tired from the work week and will text tomorrow 3) he's playing hard to get 4) he's just.....not.........that into me.
Damnit.
Ding. Number 4. Hard pill to swallow, yeah?
Not impossible, though.
My new mantra?
If you don't have time for me, you can bet your last buck I don't have (or won't give you) the time to worry about whether or not you're laying on the side of the road. Sorry, pal. You probably just passed up the best experience of your life.
Good luck in your future (barhopping) endeavors, my friend. Make sure to stop by and say hey when you see me at the coffee shop with the possible love of my life.
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