There’s been plenty of times I’ve
found myself cooking after a long day of work when I’d rather just order some
take out. It always seems like when I’m in a time crunch to get dinner done…it
takes forever to finish! For example, spaghetti or any type of pasta is always
a quick “go to” meal for my son and I. It doesn’t take long to finish the meal
at all. However, when you’re constantly watching the pot, the water never boils.
The minute you walk away and take your mind off it is when the magic seems to
happen. I find this scenario to be true in
my dating life as well.
Why is it that I put all this time into people, do the hard
work, get them to a good spot only to walk away and they start to boil? After
all, I’m the one who knew what the temperature should be. I’m the one who added
the right amount of water to the pot, I’m even the one who turned the damn
stove on. It irritates me so much to date someone and put all this time into
them only for us to split and they get everything they could possibly want or
need in their next relationship, when they could do the bare minimum with me.
In my last relationship for example I chop it up to us calling it quits due to
financial reasons and neglect. A few
months ago, I get a phone call and he explain to me that he’s having twins. I’m
sure the Fenty makeup, $6.99 flowers I randomly wanted from the grocery store and
my cell phone bill paid sounds like a much better bargain to him now. A man
without children was always a plus in my book because I someday wanted to be
able to give them something special. I felt like I laid the foundation for
someone else to enjoy living in the house.
I’m not Doc McStuffins and I’m no longer “fixing” anyone up.
The only ongoing project I want to focus on is myself. I get it that no one is perfect,
but the next man better be close to it because I don’t have the time for fixer-uppers.
Mamas, you can’t date potential. Potential will not pay the bills, nor will it put
food on the table. If the water isn’t already boiling by the time I come in the
kitchen I’m not trying to eat.
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