It’s been a long week. Work was tough, and it seems like all my cases were on the complicated side. Often I’ve been going home with terrible neck aches (from stress). Despite this, I actually really like my job. The end of the month is pretty manic at my office. That’s just the way it is.
Surprisingly, it was an awesome week in terms of men– I don’t get to say that too often. Yesterday I was asked for my number by some random guy in the parking lot (of course I did not give it to him). I also heard from this guy I once went out with asking me to go to Cancun with him for New Years… at the Ritz no less!!! I’m totally not interested though. As wickedly glamorous as it sounds, I had to decline. There is a reason things didn’t work out with him. Although he has some amazing qualities, I have never before met anyone that gave off so much negative energy. At times he is downright cruel. After a day with him I always felt upset and burnt out. Alas, the Ritz will have to wait. C’est la vie, no? Then, one of my customers seemed to have a bit of a crush on me. It is all incredibly flattering, but I really only have eyes for Birdy.
I’ve been seeing Birdy for a year now. He still has never made any romantic declarations toward me. This has left me kind of down and frustrated in the past. I’m not sure if that’s just because that’s how he is, or if it’s because I don’t inspire romantic feelings in him. Either way, I’ve learned to be okay with the way things are. I’ve learned to just enjoy his company and the fun times we have together without strings attached. I’ve learned that I can love someone without condition. This is something very new for me. Of course it would be the most wonderful thing in the world to have my feelings returned, but if he doesn’t, I know I’ll be okay anyway. Time has taught me that I can survive any man. I’m just enjoying the journey now, rather than focusing on the destination. Despite what I have just written, however, there has most definitely been some amazing progress recently.
I was not expecting that he would invite me to spend Thanksgiving with him and his parents. This was my first time meeting them. They didn’t speak much English, but I think I did okay. We managed. Birdy’s mom has a really sparkly personality, I loved her. His dad is a bit on the stern side, but it was all good I think. It ended up being a really lovely evening. Birdy’s mom made tons of food. I over ate (shocker eh?), and I discovered the deliciousness that is black beans and rice.
The following weekend, Fidel Castro died. Birdy and I went to Little Havana in Miami… it was quite the scene my lovelies, proper National Geographic material. It was loud and crowded. People were banging pots and pans, honking horns, waving flags. Crazy stuff, but it was lots of fun. It was there that I met even more of Birdy’s family. Did they like me? I couldn’t figure that out. What matters is that I feel like Birdy is making the effort to incorporate me into his life, and that means so much to me.
That weekend Birdy and I went to the beautiful Biltmore Hotel where we saw a great show called An Act of God. It was wonderful and wity. Birdy seemed to enjoy it, and when he is happy, I feel it too. I find his happiness contagious. I really hope to go back to the Biltmore one day, it is absolutely stunning with some incredible architectural details. It’s got old school European glamour with a sunny Mediterranean twist. I’d love to go for brunch. Any takers?!? Crazy Kat daaaaahling, my beady little eyes are looking right in your direction! *cough*
I haven’t been this popular in a while. I can’t say I haven’t enjoyed the attention. This isn’t how it normally works for me, but I’m not complaining. The truth is, a woman can have every man’s attention in the world, but unless it’s the attention of the man she loves, it doesn’t mean much. I keep hope. One day lighting is going to strike for me. I feel it.