Brunch reservations. Who would've thought making them would bring up so much?
My Teddy Bear just changed his schedule, which means that we haven't seen each other this week. As you know, this has been a hard week for me because of the reemergence of New Boo and my other issues. Anyway, he asked me to make brunch reservations for Sunday. I tried to ask him what he liked, what the budget was, etc., but all he said was, "Just make 'em. It's not that deep."
I didn't realize it, but it really WAS that deep for me.
The last time I made brunch reservations was for me and The Man Formerly Known as The One.
It was so painful for me at the time that I didn't write about it. Basically, he came to visit me for his birthday, and I wanted to make it special. I got an outfit that I knew he'd like, a present that would mean something to him, and I made reservations for brunch at this really great spot in the city. It wasn't until all of this was done that I found out that he didn't like surprises. He scowled and acted such an a$$ that I ended up in tears. I haven't made any more plans for anyone else. Until this.
Now MTB asked me to do something that should've been super simple, and I almost lost it. And I didn't realize what was going on. When I did, I had to explain it. He said two things -- one was, "If I ask you to make plans, I'm saying that I want to do what YOU want to do." The other thing was, "If I don't like it, I'll just suck it up."
That's why he's the one for me.
One of the things he always tells me is that a relationship is a place where you bring your bags and unpack them. You throw away what doesn't work and the things that do, you fold them up and put them in their rightful place.
I've never dated anyone who wants to see my good, bad, and my ugly. Most guys -- and by that I mean New Boo -- ran when reality became too real. I think that's why I have a tendency to shy away from things that are too heavy.
My Teddy Bear marks a new era in my life. Let's hope it's a permanent one.