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Like I mention in my post “Goodbye June/Welcome July” there was a couple of men “dropping by” into my life under my moving process, except from that I actually didn’t let anyone “drop by” or “into” my life….or body, what’s that’s matter 🙄.
I should probably felt a bit flattered, instead I was a little stressed and actually a little petty 🙄. Why should “all and everyone” show me some kind of interest and some kind of attention the week I was moving? When I was a bit stressed, tired and also felt like a tiny “plane- crash” and not very comfortable with myself? Why now? Wasn’t that a bit to late?
I probably sound a little conceited now, that’s not the point, nor was I “surrounded” by men ….. even though it felt a bit like that then and there. It all felt more like a silly comedy, to be honest.
As some of you know my neighbour in the house I lived in before really started to flirt with me when he got the information about me moving from the area. He started a bit before, but okay. He invited me for some wine, but I didn’t felt for “jumping” into any wine glass or bottle together with him then. I was actually to tired, a bit stressed and I needed to use my time to a couple of other things. But yes,- I did flirt back, and maybe I take the flirting to an other “level” now when I have moved? Maybe I “jump” into the wine glass or bottle together with him one hot summer evening? 😉
Thursday 10. June, Irene, my oldest son’s girlfriend, borrowed me her car so I could use the weekend inbetween work to move some boxes and bags, before the moving car took the big things. But I needed to move those things ( boxes and bags) early in the morning or late in the evening because it’s a bit of a challenge to get an parking place close to my new home during the daytime.
I manage to move “one driver” Friday evening, two early Saturday morning, one late Saturday evening, and my plan was to manage the same on the Sunday. The first drive I did manage at 07.00 in the morning and I knew I needed to be at my new home latest 09.30 with the next “round” with boxes and bags if I should manage to get an okay parking place as close as possible to my new home. And that was my only focus too. Reach an parking place.
But….suddenly around 08.30 this Sunday morning (13. June) when I was filling up the car with more bags and boxes this man I was flirting and spending some time with last summer stood in front of me….outside my home 😳. I was a bit supriced and to be honest I’m actually still not sure why he was there, why he came to my home. I can have a kind of image, but I actually just heard a lots of ” bla, bla, bla”. And I was thinking two thoughts, – “I need to manage reach the parking place before 09.30” and “isn’t that a bit rude to stand outside my door 08.30 a Sunday morning when it was him that choose to not have anymore contact with me ?” 😳 And on top of that he told me he had deleted my phone number too 😅,- obviously that’s a kind of hobby some men has when it comes to me,- to block me or delete my number.
I need to admit I’m still not quite sure why he was on my door a Sunday morning at 08.30. I think he tried to explain me, but as I told you,- I had mainly two thoughts in my mind, and actually just heard a lots of “bla, bla, bla”,- I think there came a lots of “bla, bla, bla” out of my mouth too 😅.
But it doesn’t stop there,- Tuesday 15. June, just two days after, I got a text from this American man I had a crush on a couple of years ago, he was just arrived to Spain and wanted to meet me 😳. Suprice,- I didn’t knew he was coming, haven’t heard from him for a long, long time. There has been no attention, no care. I told him I was in the middle of a moving process and didn’t have any time for any meetings. And to be honest,- I actually don’t want to meet him either anymore.
But it’s more,- the next day, Wednesday 16. June I got a new text, from a French man I was a bit together with from the summer of 2016 to the summer of 2017, suprice, – he was I Spain too 😳. I need to admit he is a good looking man, looks a bit like Bruce Willis, but just a bit. But I’m not interested to meeting him either. And that’s for the same reasons, I haven’t heard from him, no attention or any kind of care. I told him that I was in the middle of a moving process. The moving car was coming the next day, the 17. June.
He actually texted me 3 times at the same day, – and I needed to explain to him that I’m not just moving with two suitcases. Because it’s sounds like I should drop everything and just come running to him. I haven’t heard from him either for a really long time, so why should I be running?
My plan was not to go on dates either, but to move, get in order in my new home, try to settle down a bit, work and so on before I even started to think about flirting. Actually take a bit care of my self, and absolutely not take any kind of care about men, and not this men. They have actually never taken very much care about me, but I have taken care about them. Now it’s actually empty inside me “for taking care of ” closely any man. I want to be taken care of a bit now,- and obviously the one who can do that is myself 😊.
This two last men,- the one from US and the one from France,- of course I know why they wanted to meet me,- just for some weeks of summertime flirting. But I haven’t heard from no one of them for months, actually closely years. So why should I wanted to meet them now? To be honest,- the intim part was not so good either and not worth to try out again. I choose rather no intimacy then bad intimacy.
And the other ting,- no one of them asked me if I did need any kind of help, just texting me and asked “when can we meet?” “Are you finish with the moving soon?” and so on. And like I told them both, – you could and should probably have told me a bit in front that you was coming to Spain, – I have a life here in Spain, I’m not on holiday. And you should probably has given me a bit more attention during this lasts years too, just to “keep up the interest”. I didn’t told them that I wasn’t to impress over their “activities in bed”,- that’s probably not very nice to say. But I wasn’t very impressed over their ability to care either, not then then and not now. I have texted them, asked them “how they are”, “thinking of you” and so on, without to much response back. So nope,- there’s not very much attention from me left anymore.
I’m a very patient person ( or maybe it’s more like I was- you know I’m getting older, wiser and learning 😅), also in this “area” when it comes to men and this “attention and caring part”, as well as give a man I like my attention,- but after a while,- when there’s no “given back” of any kind of attention or care, I’m losing my interest, and not just a little, but totally. The only way the get my interest and attention back is actually to “work for it”, to give back some attention of different kinds. And maybe, but just maybe, he will “be lucky”.
Anyway,- my moving week was “touched” by this,- and now when I think about it,- I feel I was a part of a bad and silly comedy 😅. And I got this song “Get lucky” by Daft Punk on my mind too. I like this song, but …. it’s not easy to “get lucky” with me anymore, that’s for sure. And I don’t understand this men’s “attention” now. Why now? It felt a bit to late for that now.
So fare no one of this men has been “lucky” with me either,- and those two who are or was on holiday in Spain will not be very “lucky” with me either. I’m not sure with this summerflirt from last summer will be “lucky” with me either,- then he need to change his “strategy” a bit, and it’s not even sure he wanted to be “lucky” with me either, but I still don’t understand then why you drop by someone’s door 08.30 a Sunday morning if you haven’t any kind of intention with it ? He got my attention and care during the Autumn and winter too, not just the summer, with both sweet gifts as well as dinner invitations in my home, but that was obviously not enough or good enough. But there will not be any more attention from me. I actually need “something” back, some kind of attention too. I sounds very strict now, but that’s the way it has become 😊.
And I’m not sure if my earlier Spanish neighbour, the policeman, will be “lucky” with me either. It’s 4 years since we was, let me call it neighbours with benefits, but there was so much drama now and then, and I’m not a very big fan of drama. On the other hand, he have actually given me both attention and care,- so maybe he will “get lucky” ?
Like I said,- it felt like being a part of a silly comedy 😅. But okay,- that’s the way it is sometimes, life is a comedy in one or another way now and then 😊. What I know is that I’m not going to give my attention and care “here and there and everywhere”,- it’s just one man ( hopefully someone special- worth my attention and care) that’s going to be “lucky” with me,- I just don’t know who yet 😊.
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The week I was moving out from my old home and into my new home felt a bit like a silly comedy 😅. Not because of the moving process, but because of the suddenly, unexpected and very supriced “attention” I got. But I don’t have any wishes to give my attention and care “here and there” anymore, I wasn’t even flattered, but actually a bit more petty 😊.
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