I am weaving a tangled web. A tangled web that will likely get wrapped around my neck and wind up strangling me at some point. Yeah...THAT kind of web. It involves boys...which means it is a mere matter of time before something goes wrong. Really wrong. My life just doesn't seem balanced without some sort of disaster looming in the distance. And it usually isn't a natural disaster. It's man-made. Courtesy of yours truly. 
Things are progressing with Vegas Boy. We talk every night that I don't have the kids. We text every day and I send him witty emails that leave him wondering why someone as fabulous as me would be interested in him. Okay...maybe he doesn't wonder that. But he should. I'm pretty freaking fabulous. He wants to come see me for Thanksgiving while the kids are out of town. I haven't seen him in 6 months and a huge part of me is really excited....like the giddy kind of excited. Going to Disneyland for the first time kind of excited. The problem is that I am still friends with the ex-b/f and he doesn't know that Vegas Boy is back in the picture....ex-b/f NO LIKEY Vegas Boy (he knows I have history with him). But the ex-b/f is still a big part of my life--you see...the ex-b/f happens to be my best friend...which I have failed to mention to Vegas Boy. The ex-b/f doesn't know about Vegas Boy and Vegas Boy doesn't know about the ex-b/f...and we all know that nothing good can come of this. There's no surprise that there are an infinite number of ways that this could blow up in my face. I am already researching reconstructive surgery and picking out a new nose. I am thinking along the lines of Megan Fox. She has a nice nose. I should just be honest with everyone and let the chips fall where they may. But I don't want to lose my best friend and I don't want to lose the possibility of "what might be" with Vegas Boy. So here I am. Weaving my web in an effort to have the best of both worlds when I know this very same web will eventually trap me, strangle me, and leave me wondering why the hell I make the choices that I do.
Ah yes, juggling chainsaws while balancing on a unicycle. Well this can only go one of two ways: you are magnificent and find yourself in Vegas (see what I did there?) with your act, or you are going to be exes (and what I did there?) with a few of your limbs.
ReplyDeleteEither way, it should be fun to read!