Careful now...

Playing "Limbo" was one of my favorite games as a kid. I was fairly small and could maneuver pretty easily under the limbo stick as it dropped inch by inch closer to the gound. It was exciting and nerve-racking, but wasn't I the competive little monster! I loved being one of the last few - dancing around, smiling at my friends who had misjudged the height and bumped the limbo stick, gently contorting my body into something resembling a pancake in order to slide obstacle-free under the stick. One thing about this game though.. there was always a conclusion.. there was always a winner at the game of "Limbo."

Here I sit 15 years later, in a state of limbo - and I'm waiting for the conclusion. Will there even BE a winner? Will I be the winner? And why the heck does there have to be a winner?

I know why.

Because if things go the way they have been for the past year, I will feel like the loser.

I am in limbo over the job situation - still waiting to hear from the magazine in California with their offer. Also, I have yet to hear from the internal position I interviewed for last week. But do I really want to switch jobs again? I am making good money now and heading for a big raise. As exciting as moving back to California would be, is it good for me right now?

I am in limbo over, just take a wild guess... MEN. I have been dating the biker and he is wonderful! I was holding everything back at first, taking it slow, playing a little hard to get. I went to a family function with him and had a great time. I enjoyed his friends and family immensely. Now is when fear sets in... just when I am falling for him... BAM! He is suddenly going to decide he doesn't like me. I know it!! At least that is what Plan B. and the HCD have taught me. Thank you, gentlemen. And now, may you both please go straight to hell? You have jaded me.

As for the co-worker... like I said before, I do not want another Plan B. incident. I have learned from my mistake that dating a co-worker is about as good of an idea as sticking your head face first into a crocodile pit while holding a mackerel in your teeth. If I get the promotion, that won't be a problem. Because, you see, he wants to date me. I'm not just a cool girl to chill with, apparently. I am a cool girl to chill with that he wants to kiss.

After all this, I want to reiterate the fact that I am unbelievably happy right now. I am in a good state of limbo, I promise. I just get a little nervous when the music gets a little faster... and that little stick gets a little lower... and it gets to be my turn to maneuver into something that can eek by under the limbo stick without knocking it over.