Monday, 2 December 2013

McDreamy

Dec 2 - 6:00pm

Close families are cool, I don't mind if you talk to your mum every day but know that some people aren't cool with meeting your parents within the first week of meeting you...

McDreamy was cool and all but he was just a little too much for me to handle in such a short period of time.  Was only really seeing him for a little over a month but in that time I met his family plus some of the extended family. Family birthday dinners plus extended family birthday parties. Way too much to deal with when your still getting to know someone. 

This was all the same time I was learning about my food intolerances. I found that he wasn't as caring as I first thought as any time we would go out he was ordering at places that didn't serve food I was able to eat. Unless it was fruit salad... That's not a sustainable meal 3x a day darl.

He didn't have his license for reasons I don't wish to explain therefore it meant anytime he wanted to see me I would have to drive the 40km to his place - or get a train and a bus to his place. If I drove, it also meant I had to drive him to work. At 230 or 3 am. This either meant I had to sleep in my car for 2 hours until a train came or go to the gym at 3am and risk falling asleep under the smith machine or fail to DB press a simple 10kg by having each dumbbell fall on my head...then shower and go to work for a full day...not cool.

I know it's petty but I wanted to date not be instantly in a relationship doing girlfriend jobs without the girlfriend benefits. I wanted to be wooed not expected to be a taxi service. I hate driving - it's what got me into trouble in the first place (story for another time)

McDreamy went to Melbourne with me which I kind of regret as it took away from a good weekend for me. He was a nice enough guy but I spend $300 on the hotel room and he did nothing to help me out with it at all. It was also where most of the fighting happened between is in the end because of the food problems. He cracked it in the end saying it was hard for him to get his head around my good intolerances and that it was all new to him. I had to explain - yet again - that the diagnosis was new for me as well and that I was trying to make it easy on him but I couldn't deal with him staring at me whilst I ate.

Long story short - he and I didn't last.

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