The morning that we were going to leave for our NYE trip to Vegas, I was looking for a gift certificate for one of the restaurants we were going to eat at. I couldn’t find it where I thought it’d be, and then remembered that Jake sometimes takes the gift certificates I buy and keeps them in his briefcase, so since he was still asleep I checked there.
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Well, much like last year, I’ve been sick! About 5 folks from our office all got hit at the same time. So I’ve been drinking gallons of orange juice and eating nothing but bread – two things I usually avoid but which have been the only things I can stomach for the last 5 days. I’m finally on the mend enough to come in to work today and put out the inevitable fires that sprung up in my absence and which, apparently, I am the only one able to solve. The joys of being utterly indespensible, eh?
But I get to leave at 3 today, and Jake is probably leaving early as well. Then we have a four-day weekend, followed next week by a five-day weekend when we go to Vegas for New Year’s! I’m totally stoked.
So, Lance has said that his new big interest is love styles. He’s mentioned it recently here and here, and I’ve also talked about it here (where I also link to other resources). Basically you’ve got physical touch, quality time, acts of service, words of affirmation, and gifts.
However, despite the fact that most of these sites (and most of what you hear) about love styles suggests that we have one preference that overrides all others, I don’t think that is the case. It’s obviously simpler to think that because I am primarily a physical touch girl, if my needs are being met in that area then I can be happy even if there are deficiencies in others. However, I think that while most of us may have one preferred love style, many people have hybrid love styles (where they need 2 almost equally), and I also think that practically everyone needs at least some of all five. You can’t have absolutely none of any one thing and be happy.
With that in mind, here’s a fun little exercise that you can talk about with your SO or first date this weekend:
This is Part II of three. You can read Part I here.
First of all, on a side note, Lance has demanded that the BF have a name. Unfortunately, I told the BF he could name himself. So, his name is Jake. Honey and Jake…sigh.
Back on topic…much to my delight, this past weekend reaffirmed just how much Jake and I really do get along when he isn’t being taken to the emergency room or drinking himself into a stupor because of work stress. The best part, however, was what he said on Friday when we were having drinks with his work friend, Dick. Continued
Hey, everyone! Sorry I’ve been incommunicado for the last week or so. Life’s been crazy busy, as it all too often is. Here’s a little taste of what I’ve been up to.
Update on My Happiness
I’ve been doing a lot better as far as my personal independence since my Philosophy of Happiness post. I’ve gone out again with my sorority alum club and been to the gym almost every day. Also, in a recent conversation, the BF admitted that he’d been at fault, too. He’s really still in a lot of debt from grad school because his field doesn’t offer funding to grad students, and he also didn’t do a great job budgeting so there’s a credit card debt factor. As a result, he can’t afford to do a lot of the things he considers fun, and he admitted that he’s been taking out the frustration about the results of his poor financial planning on me. But I do have some news that is not only great for me, but which will also alleviate both our financial situations. Continued
I recently received an e-mail from a fellow who saw my post on The Seduction Bible. He wanted some advice regarding his ex-girlfriend, who he’d been seeing for almost a year. Out of respect for his privacy I won’t reveal the details, but the relationship seemed pretty full of drama and, although they’re broken up now, they are still blurring that line between friends, friends-with-benefits, and romantic partners. The thing that struck me about his e-mail was that he said several times that he’s always “in it till the end,” and that if he feels there is even the smallest chance of saving a relationship then he will keep trying.
This, of course, raises the question: when is enough, enough? How do you know when it’s “the end”? How do you know when “the smallest chance” for saving a relationship has passed? Continued