Second time Single

A glimpse into the life of a single mom and her (mostly) humorous and (sometimes) painful attempt at finding the man of her dreams.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

The text message

If you are married, please do me a favor and look over at your significant other and say "thank GOD I am not dating anyone in this day and age."

Do it...do it now.

No, not that half ass way with the little pat you just gave him.  Really look him/her in the eye and say "Holy shit...if you had any idea what single people have to deal with these days.....I would jump off a bridge."

It dawned on me that many of my friends who are married have no idea what its like to be single now.  Gone are the days of dashing to the phone when it rang, hoping that it was him.  Gone are the days of getting that one phone call at night where he asked you how your day was.  Adios to the "I will call you when I get there's" and the "call me when you get home's"  No....now we are strictly at the mercy of ....

the Text message.

In talking to a few friends of mine this week, we got into the discussion of dating and texting.  How our relationships have evolved into having a pen pal rather then a boyfriend.  How we analyze EVERY text we send and even the ones we don't send.  How we can be sitting back in the in the most relaxing scenario, but always have one hand on our phones in the event that familiar little "buzz" shows up attached with a text message.  You pick up your phone, butterflies starting to rev in your stomach "Ooh, I hope it's him"  and then you find out its from your dad "don't forget its your mom's birthday tomorrow"   Sigh..."yes dad."  You should be able to color code your text message notifications by color.

Green-family
Red-ex husband
yellow-work
soothing lavender - the man of your dreams.

this would really help my heart out if this could happen.  That way, when I hear the little "ding" or feel the little vibration, I can pick up the phone, see the color coded "Red" number one, and know that its just my ex husband.  SKIP....Piece of cake.

Now, when you get the text, the one that says "hey, how's your day?"  You think any of the following.

 oh, he's thinking of me.

 ok, what do I say back

 Should I wait a while to reply?  If I reply now, then I just look like I am sitting by my phone waiting for his call.  If I wait too long, he may find someone else on his way to the parking garage and I MISSED my opportunity.

If I reply back "good, how is your day?"  Do I seem uninterested?  Ok, delete.. (backspace backspace backspace)  Day is good, how is your day?"  No...that seems really generic.  I want to be flirty but not too flirty.  How 'bout optimistic response..." AWESOME...how about you?"  No....nobody needs to capitalize anything in a text message.  Also, you sound like you should be standing in front of an auditorium full of people selling your self help book.  Tone it down a notch there sister.

You sit there and start to send your little message.  After about five attempts at it, you sit back and read it again....and again.....and then you do it....(SEND)

And you wait.
And wait.
And then you wait some more.
And you go back and look at it and reread it.  "I probably shouldn't have put that in there.  Wow, what did that sentence mean?  Oh crap, he's going to think I am crazy."  Because you see, there is no voice to put behind that text.  There is no intonation in your voice to show if you are joking or being serious.  Have you ever had someone send you a reply to a text that says OK?  It is really confusing, does it mean "ok, no worries?"  Or does it mean, "OK!!!  GOD!!! WTF???"  Or does it mean. "enter sarcastic voice here "Ohhhhh Kayyyyy"  

You have no way of attaching any type of emotion to your text messages.  You are left to stare at his comment to you and just enter your own.  And if you are having a bad day or you are a little insecure, then you are left with this "enter emotion here" moment.  You have nobody to tell you any different.

And so you share the text with your friends, because there is always room for a second opinion.  There is always room for someone else to help stand on your pile of insecurities and say "yeah, I'm not sure about that one."  If you have good friends like I do, then they do a lot of the "no, he likes you...see?  He sent this and then look at this one.  He's TOTALLY into you."

This goes on during the entire beginning of the relationship.  The text message analysis that could get you a spot on CSI.  You are two messages away from sitting behind a desk in a lab coat answering to the name of "Sully" and saying things like "you gotta see this."

I really miss the days where you were able to lie on your bed, with the phone cord wrapped around your fingers, legs kicked up against the wall, feet outlining the corners of your Duran Duran poster.  I miss the days of being able to talk to someone and have that connection.  Those of you that are in a relationship and have been for the last 10 plus years will never know what this is like.  You will hear us say things like "well we didn't TALK last night, but we texted for about an hour."  You will cock your head to the right like a dog when it hears the word "walk" and look at us with a silent stare.  Yes, this is what life is like now.  This is what we do.  We are able to go back and re-live every moment of our conversations with this person, able to hand our phones over to our girlfriends after they say "well what did he say? "  Your friend grasps your phone after you say "here...start here."  She reads and you pray for an "awe" moment from her or a "oh, that is really sweet, he is totally into you."

Yes...be thankful.  Be very thankful that you don't have to deal with this crap all the time.  The constant second guessing world that us single people live in.  The ongoing "should I text him-should I not-why hasn't he messaged me-what does he think of me-" bull shit we have to deal with.

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7 comments:

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  2. Know what best, dear?
    You and eye shall git
    to look upon the King of Kings
    forever Upstairs, male or FE-mail
    (FE is IRON in Latin:
    Table of the Elements).

    Im crazy????
    Ya got it, babe.
    Crazzy about Seventh-Heaven, toots.

    Follow us on the journey Home...
    Just how ready RU2 enter
    Seventh-Heaven, earthling?
    Not sure?
    This world has too much of a grip?
    Too horizontal?
    Too whorizontal?
    Sadly, 1-outta-1 bites-the-dust,
    and if you aint - worshipping the lemmings
    who make this smooth, seductive earth run,
    you can pretty much kiss thy Upstairs
    eternity hasta la vista, babe.
    Lemme show you what I learned
    when I had my NDE.

    trustNjesus ALWAYS, earthling.
    God bless your indelible soul.

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  3. ...or perhaps you've gottn TOO
    seductive in your pose on that
    cowch is why you've lost your hubby.
    Ever think of picking-up a Bible??

    The world makes too much outta sex;
    this is only our finite existence, too.
    Thus, God sees if we didnt repent and
    He either gives me a head injury...
    or damns us to the Abyss o'Misery.

    This too damning?
    This a lil too weeerd?
    C'est la guerre.
    This is TheTruth:
    we have all gottn sooo damn
    used to the whorizontal truth,
    we ferget the True axiom...
    which is Jesus came to forgive U.S.
    of all our sins -IF- we'd just follow Him
    in this lifelong demise.
    Put Him first
    instead of last.

    Lemme tella youse x-actly
    what I mean:
    Let this be your catalyst to Seventh-Heaven:

    'The more you shall honor Me,
    the more I shall bless you'
    -the Infant Jesus of Prague
    (<- Czech Republic, next to Russia)

    Love him or leave him or indifferent...
    better lissen to the Don:
    If you deny o'er-the-Hillary's evil,
    which most whorizontal demokrakkrs do,
    you cannot deny Hellfire
    which YOU send YOURSELF to.

    Yes, earthling, I was an NDE:
    the sights were beyond extreme.
    Choose Jesus.
    You'll be most happy you did.
    God bless your indelible soul.

    PS Im totally prepared to kiss
    your gorgeous feets in the Great Beyond...
    yet, you MUST follow us.
    Focus on Jesus ALONE,
    not focus on what the world
    thinks of you...
    and then you'll be ready to hear
    Jesus say, I GIVE YOU THIS! ENJOY!!
    as the Gates of Heaven are flung open wide...

    Cya soon...
    Love you.

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  5. You're quite
    beautifull...
    Wonderfull...
    Adorable in your maturity.
    How I'd looooove
    to snuggle with you
    and maybe nekk
    with you Upstairs
    for a long, long time...
    And your striking, blue eyes?
    Gorgeous and stunning.
    And you in a two-piecer,
    bathing suit laying on a lawnchair
    by a pool in the Great Beyond
    waiting for ME! reading MY! novel?
    To have you...
    To hold you...
    To be with YOU
    in Seventh-Heaven
    (after a shower, of course,
    having mountain biked 500+
    miles, Im kinda stanky).

    EX-actly why you MUST come
    to the fab-YOU-ulous,
    health-resort in the Great Beyond.
    Im sooooo looking4ward
    to meeting you:
    I'll take you to a fabulous,
    7-course-dinner and a play
    after our make-out session
    by the pool...

    Everything I want
    is in Seventh-Heaven, babe...
    including YOU.
    PleaseBthere.
    You'll have the length and
    breadth of eternity to N'joy
    ...besides mass on Sundays
    (we must worship the King of Hearts
    Who's bestowed upon the human race
    this passionate, carte-blanche,
    rawkuss,
    supersonic, sardonic satires,
    sassy N savvy fantansy).

    Love you, toots.
    B@peace.

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  6. As you know, dear,
    or perhaps you dont yet know,
    youse gotta be wed
    to another chap
    to make Seventh-Heaven
    or you can live
    your lifetime as a single,
    living like you got your Hubby,
    or as a nun which is hardcore
    taking the vows of poverty,
    chastity and obedience.

    But either Way, miss indelible,
    I'll continue to pray for you
    cuzz you're totally extraordinary
    and when we git to the White House
    Upstairs, I mean to serve -N- love
    YOU for the length -N- breadth of eternity.
    I love you.
    Yes, earthling,
    I realize I aint part
    of this o-so-passing planet
    on the fringes of galaxy,
    surrounded by a Milky Way
    in the midst of gobbsa stars,
    surrounded by the #@!!☆ universe.
    Im of Seventh-Heaven...
    where you can live forever
    if you'd just RITE back to me
    and express how much YOU
    wanna be a part of that
    PrimaryGoal, leaving all other
    superficial pleasures behind.
    Follow us, dear.
    Follow Jeee-sis!!!
    Win the Grand Prize:Would U please help a plethora of King Size, wildchild, rawkuss poetry/wordz which are lookin 4 a home in thy novelty?? Thx. Whew. They're pretty insane. They're bereft of reason. Oi! Blimey! They're bloody PINK spiders!!

    Gotta lotta gobba shrewd, surreal, supersonic, sardonic satires, sassy N savvy elixers N electronic elegance ( ...and palpable nuance) on our YOUTHwitheTRUTH blogs. Wannum? Have'm. N'joym. Gettm outta my hair!!!

    How mucha wanna betcha our sugar-high-mojo, antioxident, hot-shot, full-throttle, pleasure-beyond-measure, fuse-blowin-exploits R a copious madhouse of one lavish bookay D.O.A.? Our proFUSE NRGod who leads U.S. to explosive fairy-tales in the 'one-stop-shop' symphony Upstairs? God's the BigDude, the Owner of ElysianFields, the Grand Prize, the Austere Overdrive, NoPurchaseNecessary: our bombastic tenaCITY on a Hill which'll plant the Seeds 4u2 grow-up to new N greater heights!! Mama mia! Thatsa good pasta!!

    CAUTION: our 22ish, avant-guard, accurately-atrocious, offa-the-reservation-like-Jimmy-Hoffa, metal breadcrumms R sooo out-of-order, toots, they're an intimate wealth of bottomless sophistication. And dats da lethal fak, Jak. Go ahead. Sue me. Yawn. But, yet, here's the perennial KOO D'TAH: who else has actually SEEN the Great Beyond in spirit & lived to tella youse bout the bionic, bloated, brevity-like-earth we're living on?? Yes, earthling, I had an NDE, almost salivating4salvation. So gain altitude, never attitude: death has no intrinsick favorites.

    If Mr. abSUREditty's an ultra-great-reward, and not everyone enters, Q: why is it an excruciating deluge of epic-.357-caliber where the quality's a limitless bulldozer plowin, pushin-your-power-cord with eternal goodies? A: the Prize-A+-TheEnd just gives U.S. moe-curley-graphix 2 VitSee: an explosion-of-extravagance which few R asking 4 anymore! Grrr. They're too concerned withe grotesque sanity of ambivilant piss-ants which swiftly crawl like lemmings to their scorecard, effusive destruction. C'est la guerre.

    THANK GAWWWD!!! the Don has the ebullient BAWLS!!! to do the Manifest Destiny!!! To lead U.S. forward to the White House Upstairs with his SQUARES!!!

    So, break-free, earthling; be like a contraversial outgrowth of incredibly-intoxicating-effusiveness in your zeitgeist to give the ultimate stunning, avant-guard, bareknuckle potency: Wiseabove. Wanna join this useFULL idiot Upstairs 4 the most zany, kooky, X-acto-knife antidotes? Extremely exquisite, explicit endorphins in abundance? Puh-lenty of pulverizingly-tantalizing psychopathic psychosomatics with eXtras? i2i-kick-velocity's-ass-ultra-maximum-rocket-fuel-party-hardy at my pad ya ever encountered without d'New Joisey accent 4 an eternal slew of precarious, magnanimous & primeval absurdities indelibly etched in the granite corridors of eternity with a total-barrage-of-melt-in-thy-mouth 'depth-of-undenial'???

    Make Your Choice  -SAW
    ...cuzz nobody gitts outta here alive, earthling.

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  7. Just as there's only 2 positions
    for a light switch, UP or DOWN,
    the 'on' position is pointing skyward...
    while the 'off' position is pointing
    toward our demise, to the whorizontal,
    so only 2 eternities...
    and 1 of em aint too cool.

    Many analogies we might surmise
    of that proposition... yet,
    only 1 belief in the King of Hearts
    who gives U.S. His Magnificent Light.

    If that's too difficult 4u2c,
    here's what I suggest:
    I suggest you getta pair of GodSpex
    from the Divine Physician, mortal.
    God bless your indelible soul.
    Yes, earthling, I was an NDE...

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