Most of you have probably seen a poster with that annoying but true statement "If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything." Let me clarify, this statement is really only annoying when you realize you've fallen for something because you didn't take a certain stand. When I first started blogging on here, I was re-evaluating the purpose or rather the possible hindrance of rules in my life. My Scandinavian upbringing taught me that there is a certain way all things should be done. We Norske's even have certain times when all our tasks should appropriately be accomplished--for example, my more tedious chores should be done first thing in the morning or I won't be able to give them my "freshest" effort. Always having been the Good Girl, I have more recently been branching out and rethinking if my boundaries have really helped me get where I want to be. Although I don't claim to have come to any earth-shattering conclusion on which I will base a new doctrine, I've realized that living without my own rules leaves me subject to everyone else's rules and expectations.
Other than doing my chores in the afternoon instead of morning and my lack of commitment to any particular diet, the main area I've given up my pre-existing rules is in dating. I've kept one rule, and that is that I'm holding onto my V-card until I have a diamond to replace it. (This way my footloose and fancy-freeness is at least done on a leash!) My overall theory was that I just want to have fun (like other people seem to have) and quit being so uptight. I used to have rules about not accepting plans for a date through a text instead of a real phone call, I wouldn't kiss on the first date, I wouldn't consume alcohol on a first date, and way back I would even refuse to go on a date if he hadn't spent an adequate amount of time in conversation on the phone. Now, it was never really possible to make a man communicate the way a woman would prefer him to communicate, but I think we train men how to act by what we are willing to put up with.
Today, I am rambling these theories partly out of frustration from my new noncommittal relationship in which I am clearly not calling the shots. I'm not really familiar with casual dating, but I guess that's what we're doing. We had a lot of fun when we went out and he's been texting throughout the week basically just to say "hi." He's made no effort to nail down another date, and that's very foreign to me. Most men either don't make the half-hearted effort to keep in contact or even if they're players they try to flatter me and see me again for whatever their intent may be. So I'm at a loss trying to figure out what rule book we're playing by, but I'm still not sure if it's worse to be all alone with my rules and ideals or to live a little and give new people a chance.
P.S. If anyone was wondering, this noncommittal man I mentioned above is not the one whom I blogged about previously in my "Love At First Dance" post. That man has been jet setting around the country so I have only communicated via facebook with him since that night.
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