Okay, I'm kind of freaking out because it just dawned on me that in addition to dating a 52 year old man, I am dating his 12 year old son. It's not the usual type of situation because the boy's mother has basically abandoned him and has been out of the picture for 4 or 5 years. The three of us went to see a family movie starring The Rock on Saturday and today he asked if I would help with his school fund raiser. Now, I will say that the two of them are very cute together because, for instance, GP signals his son to open the car door for me and when a guy near us answered his cell phone during the movie, father and son leaned forward and glowered at him in identical fashion but....
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
in addition to dating a 52 year old man, I am dating his 12 year old son
No, you're not. You're only dating the dad. If the kid has a crush on you, that's fine, but as long as you are dad's girlfriend and the child's FRIEND-FRIEND, no problem.
No, you're not. You're only dating the dad. If the kid has a crush on you, that's fine, but as long as you are dad's girlfriend and the child's FRIEND-FRIEND, no problem.
I'm not worried about him getting a crush on me, I'm worried about him getting attached to me as a maternal figure.
Anyways, it doesn't matter because this relationship is doomed due to the fact that his father is a Type 4. Already the sickeningly familiar pattern is starting to emerge. Never, never again shall I date a man who self-identifies primarily as a musician, writer or artist.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
the word "musician" is way to vague, and can actually describe most of the population. There are all different types. I might self-identify as a musician, but I am totally a "5". Music is an odd combination of artistic expression, and precision craftsmanship and math, and as such, you're likely to find a number of personality types under the same umbrella, ranging from one end of that scale, to the other. (and ya, that pun was intended ;)).
The problem with Type 4s is that they hang out at bus stops and in dark alleys on the look out for cheerful, manic wandering monkey types. Initially, they disguise themselves as attractive "helpers" and a stupid little monkey girl will let herself be led away by the hand. Then they say "Show me yours and I'll show you mine." and a crazy little monkey girl gets all excited but then....it turns out that what they REALLY want to show you is their navel and they get all pissy if you aren't infinitely interested.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
The problem with Type 4s is that they hang out at bus stops and in dark alleys on the look out for cheerful, manic wandering monkey types. Initially, they disguise themselves as attractive "helpers" and a stupid little monkey girl will let herself be led away by the hand. Then they say "Show me yours and I'll show you mine." and a crazy little monkey girl gets all excited but then....it turns out that what they REALLY want to show you is their navel and they get all pissy if you aren't infinitely interested.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
So GP is a "package deal" FWIW. What is so odd about package deals? 4's, 3's monkey, cow, etc all part of the deal too.
You have to understand I'm still a newbie out here in the adult dating world. It's hard enough just remembering how to date without all sorts of other complications. I'm starting to feel like I'm going to have to develop some sort of algorithm.
My new thought on zoo "boundaries" is that below my belly button is the hot zone where all the dopamine dependent animals shall be confined. From belly button to neck will be the warm zone where all the cuddly oxytocin dependent animals will be secured and from the neck up will be the cool zone where rational thought will be maintained. No action will be taken by my mouth, hands or feet until/unless these boundaries are solidified.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
