Stop the pain, already!

I have decided to make a New Summer's Resolution: Put myself before others. "No, mom, I can't help you plant flowers in the garden because then I would get dirt under my nails." - that's not what I mean. By "others," I mean men. And I use that term loosely. How is a man going to respect me when 90% of the time, I don't show any respect for myself? I know a lot of you are saying "Duh?!" but please, have patience with me. I've only been in the dating scene for a few months now. How will I put myself before men and, therefore, end a lot of undue emotional pain? Glad you asked...

Case 1. When Plan J. calls at 10:00 pm and wants to "hang out," I will not answer the phone. Why? Because Plan J. does not want a girlfriend, he wants a booty call. And even though I enjoy what he has to offer me, I get hurt when he, say, has a pool party over the weekend and doesn't invite me because booty calls don't get invited to pool parties, apparently.

Case 2. When Plan B. wants to carpool, I will say no. Why? Because sometimes we have to pick up his son from summer day camp and I get to hear things like "Is Audrey coming over tonight?" Audrey is the new slut - *cough* - I mean, person that might possibly have taken my place even though Plan B.'s reason for not wanting to date me is that he doesn't want a relationship. But I have no proof. I have deluded myself with the possibility that Audrey could just be a friend or something other (PLEASE ANYTHING OTHER) than Plan B.'s - *gulp* - girlfriend (AKA f*ck buddy). This leads me to my next case...

Case 3. Stop trying to find proof that "Audrey" is Plan B.'s new f*ck buddy. Why? I think the reason is obvious... What in the heck will I do about it if she is - *gulp* - the new girlfriend? (Please hold for a moment while I puke.)

Case 4. Erase all phone numbers from my cell phone of people who I do not want to send unnecessary text messages to when I am in a less than sober state of mind. Why? Also obvious. Nothing but disaster and embarrassment come from a good ol' text message that says, in not so many words, "I would like to have intimate relations with you tonight, if convenient." Plus, it's not fun having to see the person who received the message at work the next day.


On a higher note, I have a date tomorrow night with a new Plan. He is Boy from Situation 3 in the May 31 posting. (Situation 3: Girl finds the "perfect" Boy but finding a time when both are available for a date is utterly impossible and Girl hasn't had the opportunity to see if she likes the guy for real or if she is liking the idea of him.) We shall see...