Let’s talk about boys.
You know how when you’re all on this ‘focus on me/not dating’ kick and then all of a sudden ex’s come out of the woodwork? Please tell me this does not just happen to me. I’ll be going along my merry way when I am bamboozled with random texts or calls inquiring into my “availability.” It’s not even that straight-forward actually. It’s more like heavy handed flirting laced with innuendo.
How strong are my pheromones? Jeez.
I’ve been actively non-dating and rather, focusing on myself. Except for the flirt texting. I admit it. I succumb to it. I am weak when it comes to the texting and the flirting and the exs.
At this point you’re probably all: How many ex’s does Sizzle have? And is she going to tell us the juicy details?! And I will tell you here and now: I have many ex’s but I am only referring to two (ok, three) at this given moment and hell no I will not tell you the details. I might be a broad but I do not text and tell.
That, my friends, is called DECORUM.
I have a lot more to say on this subject but it will have to keep. Because it’s Monday and I have the day off which means I’ll be damned if I’m going to spend it in front of the computer.
“Almost blue/Flirting with this disaster became me/It named me as the fool who only aimed to be…” -Almost Blue, Elvis Costello