I have more female friends than I used to as well, and I am thankful for it. It might also be just that I'm getting older, but I appreciate female company more than I used to. We get what we're complaining about and, I feel more supported without having to explain as much sometimes. We all end up just laughing about variations of our common problems, and then you feel a little stronger.
In the past year, I have dealt a lot with the consequences of men not having a clue what they want. This was, of course, in contrast of most of my women friends blossoming into decision-makers who knew exactly what they desired, and figured out how to get there. I spurted a little funny nugget while just talking to a friend today, so I figured I'll note it down here, for the chuckling joy of other women.
Getting a man to sit his own ass down and think about what he wants, is kind of like getting a cat to learn how to flush its own shit down the toilet.
Not impossible. Just takes a lot of shit and a lot of patience.
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