I ordered wide, flat noodles, with Chinese broccoli, eggs, and chicken with special thai sauce. Definitely too high of a carb count for my fitness goals, but very tasty nonetheless. The MSG had me feeling a bit off-balance though.
Anyway, I’ve digressed before I even started.
“A woman should only marry a man who is WAAAYY more in love with her than she is with him. Because the minute you’re head over heels for a guy, you start calling saying ‘hey, I heard about this really nice jazz festival.’ And he’s like (deep voice) ‘Yea, well call me later and I’ll let you know.”
This was a conversation I had after a Thai lunch with a co-worker, who also went on to say that women will typically warm up and fall in love with a man over time, whether she’s initially head over heels or not. I agree. That happens.
My sentiment is that I deserve AMAZING. I want to wake up every morning and feel as if my life is better because my significant other is in it – because he brings out the very best in me. I put a textgram (picture) on Instagram this morning that read “Falling in love with the right person is like having a daily reawakening.” My caption underneath the image read “Like DNA explosions that propel you toward your purpose in life. Because he/ she makes you better.”
And before that, I wrote in my notebook (while I was supposed to be WORKING), “I’m just imagining the possibilities. But I don’t really feel them in my soul. In order for those possibilities to manifest, I need to really feel them. The amazingness. The DNA explosions. The awakening over and over again. If I don’t feel that, I’m settling.”
Her comments led me to ask, “So I’m asking too much?”
She responded, “Yes. Amazing is hard to find. That’s like going to a corner store and asking if they have apple-carrot-ginger juice. Every corner store won’t have it, but if you want an Arizona ice tea, you can easily get that. There are plenty of those in all the corner stores.”
I said, “But I don’t like Arizona ice tea. And if I’m bourgeois about what I eat and drink, you know I’m picky about men.”
She said what I want is out there, but it’s extremely hard to find. “You can find apple-carrot-ginger juice, You have to be patient. Most people just wind up saying ‘Well, he’s ok. I guess I’ll stick with him.’”
Really? Most people settle for decent, knowing it’s not what they prefer?
How often do you think it is that we find AMAZING in a romantic partner? Is that amazingness worth waiting for, or it is logical and or more realistic to just fall for the one who falls for you (once he or she has jumped through hoops to prove themselves)? What do you classify as “settling?”