Here's my latest scenario - I wake up after a glorious nights sleep to a phone call from Scotty, wailing about how awful this movie was he watched the previous night. It didn't just stop at, "It was SUCH a rubbish film!" either. Oh no. It went on... and on and on and on! Complaining about politics and racism and all sorts of bollocks that is seriously far too much for me to take in while I'm still blurry-eyed and caffeine-less.
Throw in a handful of the F word and that was the start of my hideous morning.
It went on... to him calling me throughout the day to tell me how full of farts he was and that his stomach was sore because he couldn't get them out. Marvelous... really what I needed to complete my day.
I think I gave everyone a bit of a shiny version of Scotty. He isn't the Mr. Perfect you all think he is... but then, no one is are they???
Scotty has a past filled with drugs... cocaine to be specific. He still does it from time to time and that scares me. He drinks every night too - literally his skin tone is red... not olive or tanned or pale... red. It's from the booze. Alcohol has that effect on you after a while.
He's also quite insensitive. If we're not spending the evening together, he will go out and drink himself silly (THEN DRIVE!!!) but during the time that he is out he doesn't even send me one text. Not one.
Am I being silly?
I've never really thought of myself as the nagging type before but honestly, out of your whole evening a text message to let me know that you're OK would take 2 minutes.
He'd never get violent with me, ever. He still treats me like a Queen but he has his downfalls... and unfortunately, they're big ones. I don't want to be in that lifestyle. Maybe that's one of the reasons I am so smitten with Alex.
As for Alex... well... the delicious shirtless meetings continue on in the gym after work. It takes every ounce of my concentration to avert my eyes. Thank God I don't think he's noticed my growing fascination with him yet... probably because he hasn't noticed ME yet!
Anyway... so I think he must have been kind of impressed with me in the gym this week because he did text and ask when I'll be going back next week.
He has also decided to start opening up to me about the breakup with his ex. If you'll remember, she's the bleached blond, sun-bed scorched, anorexic chick with a lollipop head that looks kind of like this (but worse):
God knows what he EVER saw in her....
Anyway, so as most breakups go, it's pretty messy. She's devastated and threatening to 'destroy' him (her words....) Creepy.
I told him flat out that she sounds like a whiny little brat. Which she is.... #justsaying.
He asked me for advice on what to do because she sent him these seriously crazy text message filled with bitchiness and bitterness.
My advice was to ignore her. By replying, it only fuels the fire. It is a reaction that she is looking for after all.....
So as for right now, this is pretty much my roll:
Shut up, look pretty, listen and advise.
I can do that.
Oh yeah, I've decided in this blog I'll be Rachel by the way.
I like to think I look similar to her... and our dress sense pretty much makes us soul sisters.
OK, so now you know a little bit more about Scotty... now you know the good, the bad and the terrible.
I didn't share that because I wanted to get you on my side. I shared it because it will help you gain more of an idea as to why my eyes are wondering and why I am questioning my relationship.
If anything, I want this anonymous blog that I am really starting to enjoy to be full of the complete truth.
Scotty and I have built up so many exciting plans over the past few months of dating and he's already hinted to me that he's been ring shopping. I suppose if he's going to start spending his money on diamonds and a nice tux instead of cocaine then maybe there's a chance... but what if we get married and then he just goes back to his old ways?
Marriage..... I can't believe I'm even talking about that already. I'm going absolutely bonkers.
WHY is life so confusing!? - I wail in a spot-on Rachel Bilson voice.