Single, again.
So I’ve largely kept to myself the fact that I’d been dating someone for the past month or so. Not with the intent on keeping any secrets or hiding anything, but there was just no reason to broadcast it.I posted earlier a bit about how she motivated me to not be so damn lazy, and I love that. It really feels like I’m making headway in life lately, which is a welcome change from my apathy the past couple years.
Problem is, she’s also a workaholic to the point where it’s unhealthy and a little crazy. Also, apparently, a workaholic to the point that I doubted she was able to handle a relationship properly, and it wasn’t working out for me. I lamented the idea of having to break up during Xmas season, and to add to it all, it was also her birthday just after Xmas. Breaking up with someone on their bday or Xmas was too much of an asshole move even for me, and I hoped to avoid it. I thought maybe I could settle for less, at least for the time being, and see how things went. It was mainly the almost complete lack of communication day to day in between when we saw each other that was the problem — when we actually saw each other, our dates always were marathon dates and we do well together in person.
So yesterday, into another awesome date we went, starting with a candlelight dinner (yes, i CAN cook gourmet food, not just ramen!) and short hotel stay, to the following day’s horseback riding, hiking, observatory star gazing, shopping, beach walking, fooding, and a movie. Wow, that was lot to fit in a day’s time. After that awesome date, to cap off the wonderful evening…
we broke up.
With no tears but hugs kisses and smiles, it was the most bizarre and also amicable break up ever. Truth be told, I didn’t want to let go. It feels a little bittersweet, but I’m pretty happy at how things turned out. I’d say it was mutual breakup. Sometimes, as well as people get along, things just don’t work out.
