Landing on my own two Feet

Just over two years ago, when I began this blog... Every day felt like I'd just landed on the ground, from some decade-long trip to another planet. For some reason, today seemed like that too.

Coming back to myself, I think it's called. I'm starting to meet folks here in California, and starting to really wonder what I want out of my future.

Over the past 4 months, I've compiled a list of things which I will require from a partner, should I decide to go down that road again. At first the list was compiled out of feeling defenseless. Not that it's a prenup or anything.... but a girl has to know where she stands, right?

Anyways, after looking at my list tonight, a guy would really have to love me to even stay with me after reading it. Mostly my list has to do with things that I will do and that I expect my partner to do or not do.

On the bland side, I state that I alone will pay off my student loans from college and that I will not taking anything of his and he will not take anything of mine. On the controversial side... he is required attend at least one trip with me per year, to see my family (don't I deserve to be happy?) and I will consult him before making any purchase over $200 (don't we deserve to stay within our budget?). And the amorous side? No less than 10 minutes of kissing and cuddling per day and 2 <> 6 times per week. Additionally, any of these terms can be re-negotiated at our monthly "State of the Union" meeting.

Clearly I won't be making any extra friends with the way I feel. But damn it! There is so much to be had out of life, if we stop the conjecture and start with the livin'!

Come on.. time's a-wastin!

-Dot.

P.S. I'm an inpatient being this evening. My instinct is to re-race all that I've written and then apologize... but I am not in the habit for apologizing my true feelings. -- D.