Sometimes our best-laid plans don’t work out. We have to re-vamp and try again. That’s how I ended up living the dream in farm country. This is my story.
Monday, April 23, 2012
I'm Not That Girl
Love is in the air. I had forgotten how many relationships pop up in the Spring in my little town. I feel like I can't go to any church function without being bombarded with new relationships. Now don't get me wrong, I am thrilled that some of these folks are finally officially "off the market." However, this evening was different.
I've been anxiously waiting to hear from the school I interviewed at last week. As the day wore on it became apparent I would not be getting a call, which is not exactly a good sign. Despite my worries about my future, I trotted off to the ward talent show ready to make a splash with my sister. I really needed a light evening of fun and laughter. It was not to be. Within five minutes of my arrival I noticed Bob (see previous post for more info on Bob) sitting next to a fantastic women in the ward. Moments later...yep you guessed it, they were holding hands.
Now, normally I would have felt a small twinge of jealously, followed by happiness for this lovely couple. However, I have recently allowed myself consider Bob as a possible dating option. I had a conversation with my little sister not too long ago about why I no longer assess whether a guy is a suitable dating option anymore. I just feel like it's a waste of my time. If I do end up finding someone who is possible dating material, inevitably he ends up dating some fabulous girl. Honestly, if I had to pick someone besides myself to date Bob, I probably would have picked the girl he chose. Sadly for me, I'm not that girl.
All in all, not one of my better evenings...on a happier note, my sister and I smashed up the stage with our fabulous rendition of "Sisters", red sequined vests and all!
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- Amber jo
- Just your average girl who's life has taken some unexpected turns.
Amber, ohhh... That happens to the best of us. Like the say, "nice girls finish last," you'll see. By the way, I can relate to your story and to that song. One of the songs I like from "Wicked." I would love to see the musical here if I get the chance to.
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