Everyone needs a breather now and then and, I needed one too. The John's ran me (emotionally) ragged - one can only deal with so much....drama. So, I dutifully took down my profile and it was radio silence. I must confess that I did continue to see Jonny Studmuffin well into March, but then he stopped calling and that was okay with me. We had run our course and his utter studliness will forever be emblazoned in my memory (sigh...).
So during this time of liberty from men, I focused on some other things. I rediscovered hobbies - particularly sewing. I have been sewing like a mad person! I have gone on Ebay and purchased several vintage 1950's patterns - a la "Madmen". I discovered a local (cheap!) fabric place and have been shopping up a storm. I bought so much fabric (in my truly obsessive style) that I have imposed a fabric purchase sanction on myself. I must use ALL the fabric I bought before I buy another piece!! I have worn my creations to work and most notably to a lovely wedding I accompanied Maggie to. We were tres Mad Men with our 50's dresses, hats and gloves. When we went walking around Rodeo Drive (the wedding was in Beverly Hills) after the ceremony, we were lavished with compliments and admiration by the sales ladies at the Ralph Lauren store. That was so cool. I have also worn a particularly flirty number to see Jonny Studmuffin...but he probably didn't notice since the dress hit the floor within 10 seconds of entering the apartment.
I have also re-entered the gym. I got a promotion and an increase at work so, I figured I could afford the $29.99 per month needed to join the local gym. Maggie had been raving about Zumba so, I really wanted to try it. As it turns out, it's a great way to sweat your brains out. Yoga is good too, though it is nothing like the Yoga I learned on my Wii Fit.
Believe it or not, Jon #4 has been weaving in and out of my life this whole time. To date, I have told him get out of my life three times. There is something puzzling and appealing about his perseverance that keeps me coming back for more. I am a Sick Puppy. I cannot explain my attraction to this man - it's strictly chemical, I guess. He's my catnip, my crack, my red velvet cupcake. He's no good - and I know it - but I just can't resist. Argh... I was just going to say that during this hiatus I have been going to therapy regularly too. I guess I've wasted a lot of co-pays. Maybe it wasn't a complete waste - I have learned to recognize my patterns and I guess recognition is a start.
I am writing this entry now that my hiatus has ended. I was waiting for a "sign" of some kind to re-enter the dating world. Or perhaps I was just waiting for the bile not to rise in my throat at the thought of dating again. In June, I went to Mexico with my son. We had a really good time and I came back feeling good. I had lost a couple of pounds, was nice and tan and felt pretty good about myself in general. It was time to re-enter the dating world. My dating hiatus lasted 7 months. Next: re-entering the dating atmosphere.
