I had an interesting conversation with a friend. He said, remember when you said, "You remember when you said you just like to go." I always forget why it feels so good to be single. I can never understand for the life of me why single is the way to be. And he hit the nail on the head today. The fact that a person like me, who rarely makes plans, but will just put down a dish of food for Casey and go away for a weekend, will just GO!!!! That is my life. To give myself a little credit. Things that tend to be cheaper such as plane tickets or cruises I will book in advance. But weekend excursions, well it best be said, the Continental United States needs to be ready because here I come. I just love to be gone. I am the traveler that my mom was and always wanted to be.
Countless times, I have had argument with some man at the time of the following issues:
Why I disappeared for a whole weekend?
Who I was with for a whole week?
Why I left?
How come I didn't invite him?
Did you sleep with him???!!!
My personal favorite, "When you went home who did you see?"
BLAH BLAH BLAH!!! This list goes on. I hate having these arguments. I honestly have no answer for him as to why he was not my companion. I kind of look at him dumbfounded asking myself, "Why wouldn't I go somewhere by myself, and why would I ask you to go with me?" And what the %^*( kind of question is that to ask me? Please don't get me wrong. I am a proponent of couple related excursions. I would like nothing more to go around the world with my new boo...or potential boo or whoever it may be. But it just never happens like that. The things I like to do, he has no interest.
Wait...that is a lie!!!
Which brings me to the next subject. I love my friends. They have been my cornerstone for a lot of things. The death of my mother, my secret mental breakdowns where I cry endlessly for no reason. The list goes on. However, the same way you have your own agenda, I have my own timeline to keep. So don't get mad at me for wanting to do something different.