Ah the lake house! Who am I kidding? It is less of a lake house and more like a glorified trailer park but it sure is beautiful on the lake and lake house sounds a lot better than going to the trailer.
I love it up here. I have been coming here since I was a child and it holds so many memories. It is the place that I had my first slow dance. My first "love." My first kiss. My first drink. My first cigarette. This place just allows me to think. Life stops up here. Time stops here.
As I speak, or write shall I say, I am sitting on the new deck out over the serene water watching the sunset as I blog away my life! I never get a break like this and it is amazing!
However life is a little different here in the country than it is in the city that is for sure. You should have seen the glances I got when I walked into Subway in my Coach sunglasses and UGG boots, it was a total, "She ain't from around here," look. I'm done to four cigarettes and I probably should have planned ahead because gas stations do not stay open past ten around here and there isn't even a Walmart. There is however, a wonderful outlet mall in grove city with a coach outlet and I am dying for new summer handbag! If this rain keeps up I just may have to spend my day shopping. I can justify it because 1. It is an outlet so everything is cheaper. 2. When in Rome right! (I've just been dying to say that today since I drove through a little town named Rome on my way here!). I did however set aside money to spend on my week off and even though I am not in Mexico or actually in Rome, I mine as well spend a little bit of that money on a great new purse and some sundresses!
Speaking of small towns that I drove through to get here. Ironically enough I happened to drive through this small little town (name undisclosed for anonymity.) However it is the town that the fighter lives in. Now I understand a little bit better as to why I don't see him very often. We live almost an hour from each other! He literally lives in the middle of nowhere. I saw no gas stations, just a small tavern and a country store. Still he's being a little bit of a douchbag. Called me Wednesday, just to say hey, we should do something soon. Didn't make any plans with me, just wanted to dangle that phrase out there like a carrot trying to move a horse. Then I text him last night to invite him out for drinks, which is didn't drive so he couldn't come out. But I told him I was going to be up here and it's a lot closer to his house than mine and said he should come up. No response. My friend Chris luckily stopped me before I drunkenly was about to very candidly express how his non responsiveness and lack of efforts makes me feel. Not only did I learn that the double text (sending another text message after you sent one when you did not get a reply) is a dating don't, and I probably would have regretted the words that I was going to say to him anyway.
And then again, speaking of texting. Who happens to text me last night telling me that they miss me? Oh I'm sure you guessed it! The toolbox, coffee boy, cake, whatever nickname we are calling him this week! I text him back today and asked why he simply disappeared on me yet again. His response was "You told me too (which I did). You said you liked [fighter] and I didn't want to get in the way and mess things up for you. So I did the hardest thing I've had to do yet, ignore you." Hmmm, I'm smelling a little bit of bullshit here but whatever. And then AGAIN he says it. He knows how much I simply hate that four letter word at this point in my life, I hate it. Besides I think he needs to look up that meaning of that word in the dictionary because his definition and mine are obviously completely different.
Well blogger, you and I are going to be spending a lot of time together these next few days on these lonely nights here in the middle of nowhere all alone. I'll be seeing you soon!
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