What I was used to was boys.

Boys are adorable. Boys trail off their sentences in an appealing way. Boys get haircuts from their roommate, who “totally knows how to cut hair.” Boys can pack up their whole life and move to Brooklyn for a gig if they need to. Boys have “gigs.” Boys are broke. And when they do have money, they spend it on a trip to Colorado to see a music festival.

Boys can talk for hours with you in a diner at three in the morning because they don’t have regular work hours. But they suck to date when you turn 30…

At this point you might want to smack me and say: “Are you seriously just another grown woman talking about how she wants a man who isn’t afraid of commitment?” Let me explain! I’m not talking about commitment to romantic relationships. I’m talking about commitment to things—houses, jobs, neighborhoods. Paying a mortgage. When men hear women want a commitment, they think it means commitment to a romantic relationship, but that’s not it. It’s a commitment to not floating around anymore. I want a guy who is entrenched in his own life. Entrenched is awesome.

So I’m into men now, even though they can be frightening. I want a schedule-keeping, waking-up-early, wallet-carrying, picture-hanging man. I don’t care if he takes prescription drugs for cholesterol or hair loss. (I don’t want that, but I can handle it. I’m a grown-up too.)

From Mindy Kaling’s Glamour article (although I believe it’s also part of her awesome book Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me?) Why You Need a Man, Not a Boy

I kind of go back and forth on this idea of dating “men” versus “boys.” I’m 23, one year into my career, I live by myself, have my finances under control, etc. Sometimes I think I need “boys” in my life so I don’t take myself too seriously or grow up too fast or whatever. However, I also want to have standards. Dating is the worst.

(via copperoranges)

for once in my life i have a committed boyfriend. a soon-to-be 30-year-old teacher who is incredibly committed to his job, his family, and his home-life (granted, it’s an apartment, but he keeps it spic and span and is constantly on the hunt for new furnishings - i think, deep down, he’s doing this because he’s restless and planning ahead… he wants to own a house soon). he is very good to me, and i have little to no grievances. for the first time i’m actually happy and content to be in what one may call a serious relationship. i serial dated boys long enough. boys were my friends as well as my foes. they made me hate my looks, my personality, my jobs. they made me cry. they lead to me to drink to oblivion. but ultimately my period of dating boys made me lose confidence in myself. i enjoyed my time being single because i felt like i didn’t have to answer to anyone; to explain why i am who i am and why i do the things i do. i could just be. my time being single was always a healthy time - oddly enough i was mostly at my lowest lows whilst dating boys.

long post short, i’m happy with my committed relationship. it/he allows me to still relish in my alone time without being bombarded with all the “are you alright? are you mad at me? why haven’t you called or texted? are you on your period?” bullshit questions that previous boyfriends would ask. we have an understanding - i’ll see you when i see you. i’ll enjoy every moment of it. and then we’ll go back to our daily lives… because no matter if you are single or in a relationship, the world still turns. employment is necessary. family time is crucial. and above all, solitude is healthy. i think i’m pretty lucky to have a man like him around.

(via copperoranges)

Posted on June 1, 2012 via The Quintessential Quirks with 6 notes

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my apartment building smells like soggy corn flakes.

also, i believe that every may 31st should be an overcast, rainy, jeans and sweater day. because june 1st deserves to be the perfect temperature day: 68, partly cloudy, low wind, slight chance of rain.

to all the idiots that complained about it being too cold today at the coffeeshop: you’re an idiot. sweater weather is the best type of weather. all.year.round.

Posted on May 31, 2012