Have you SEEN me?

Formerly Not So Much. . .the daily musings of a 26-year-old PYT whose self-love is superceded only by her obnoxiously endearing ability to remind you at all times just how fabulous she is. Guys too stupid to realize how lucky they are to be graced with her presence? Woman with 4-pack abs climbs onto the elliptical trainer next to her? Arrives at Chick-Fil-A at 10:37, only to learn she has missed her opportunity for a chicken biscuit? She throws all these setbacks off with disdain. . .after all, have you SEEN her??

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Serene

I'm feeling pretty serene. After our "fight" Monday, no more was said. Several friends said, "drop it, he probably heard you, he's just being a baby." I think he probably did. He just doesn't like to have his shortcomings magnified. While I did the best job I could of making my irritation known, I will try to do a better job next time of turning it away from him: as someone suggested in the comments, maybe next time I'll just say, "I think I'm pretty damn cool for being awesome about this!" Yeah!

Today on the phone, while the fight was not explicitly mentioned, he did make a comment about "Miss Have You's way not being the ONLY way," of which he frequently reminds me. I said, "Oh yes, I KNOW that well, due to your astute pointing out to me of this phenomenom." He said, "I can't be the first person to point that out to you," and I said, "No, but you might be the first person I've dated to do so. I tend to steamroll people. I don't mean to, but people don't like to stand up to me, bring up conflicting viewpoints, etc. It's just easier to let me get my way. I'm working on it, and I know you know what I'm talking about because you have the same problem. Let's face it, I'm in good company cause we can both be stubborn, overbearing asses." To this profoundly true and astute observation, I got a hearty, knowing chuckle. Guess what? He DOES hear me. And he knows it's true. We've met our respective matches, I'm afraid.

In addition to feeling much more serenely about Mr. TJ the Sometimes Ass, I have just had several good, hearty conversations with good friends the last few days. Monday it was Meg's birthday, and we chatted and caught up. Yesterday, in a FUNKY mood (not in a good, 70's theme party, kind of way, but like, profoudly irritated after some work and personal stress), I had a good chat with the heretofore blog-missed Miss Opinionated. She just always makes me feel better and knows the right thing to say. She KNOWS me better than anyone, understands my shortcomings and neuroses, and has seen me grow up, past a lot of them. She actually said, "You're the very best Miss Have You *I've* ever known, and you're just continuing to work on yourself and grow, and things are going to be fine with you and TJ. You're doing what you need to do to make the communication work and get better, and you're doing a good job." GEE THANKS! It made my day. I also chatted with the lovely Miss Issues about her beau, whom I trained through many years of friendship, to treat women well, and who sent her flowers on Tuesday. We had not chatted in quite some time and it was good to hear her upbeat and smitten with a boy.

I billed 5 hours before noon today (and pretty much none since ;-) and although Hurricane Frances is threatening my travel plans as Hurricane Charley did 3 weeks ago, I am hoping for the best. I'm supposed to go to Miami to meet the 'rents this weekend, as well as to the Miami-FSU game. Oh well, if it doesn't work out, c'est la vie, there are other games, other trips, other weekends, other days I can take off. (As long as I get to see my baby.) (What? I'm still in love with the big lug.)

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