Soon2BeCatLady

Best to familiarize yourself with this gem before reading further.

Despite every part of my soul wanting to reschedule this appointment with a different doctor – I decided to keep it, because I had a suspicion this could make for a good story.

Now, before I get any further – in case any of my male readers don’t fully understand what happens at the gynecologist, and why I was now even more mortified to go..  Allow me to explain.   Every year, us girls go in for our annual “physical”   which consists of talking to our doctor, donning a paper robe and putting our feet up in stirrups so the doctor can take a good look at the plumbing.   And by “a good look”  I mean so much as to put a metal clamp up there,  open it up, scrap the insides with a long toothpick and also take a feel around.  While you might think this could be a pleasant experience – I assure you, it’s not.  We also have to whip the girls out and doc feels around to make sure there are no questionable lumps, etc.

I wasn’t quite sure what I was going to say at this appointment..  but,  luckily I am quick on my feet.

“So, CatLady,  are you sexually active?”  (This is a normal question..)

“Well, I’m no porn star.”

That comment caught him off guard, and he asked what I meant.

“Oh, sorry..  Just a joke.  I’m trying the whole ‘online dating’ thing and a guy sent me a message about a week ago asking me if I was a porn star.”  And then I raised my eyebrow, with a smile, of course.

His face immediately turned a color red that I have never seen before.

“Oh.. well.. That’s…… awkward.”

“Yeah, it was.  I think he’s a doctor, too… But, no.. no new sexual partners to report..  I’m not a porn star.”

“Okay.   I will leave the room while you undress.  Hop up on the table when you are ready and I will be back momentarily.”

I undressed,  put on my paper gown and sat on the table.  Per the usual,  there was some waiting around, and I started planning my next move to make Dr. Dumbass as uncomfortable as possible.   There was a knock at the door, and a female doctor came it.

“Hi, CatLady.   Dr. Dumbass had a phone call he needed to take, and asked me to take care of your examination today.”

Hahaha!!  Of course he did..  The new doctor was very nice, and she even told me that Dr. Dumbass mentioned that I was trying online dating.  Fighting back laughter, she told me that she’s glad I haven’t reached porn star status.  I have a feeling she isn’t going to let him live this down anytime soon.

Oh well, I was going to tell him that it was high time we see other people anyway.

Because I like to see how people’s minds work – I asked my Twitter followers today to give me a list of pros and cons of going back to one’s ex.  The majority of my responses included something along the lines of, “There are no pros to doing such a thing.”

If there are no pros to going back to someone – Why do so many of us do it, or consider doing it?  (Although, I would argue there has to be some sort of pro.. I am not claiming to know what it is.)

I think there are several types of “Getting Back Together” reasons.    There are reasons that would permit me to give it a try, and there are reasons to make me avoid it like the plague.    I have watched numerous people I know attempt the “Let’s try it again” avenue, and I will be the first to say that the success rate is low.

I really liked what my Twitter follower @thebitchdesk had to say on the matter:   “#OldLadyAdvice The problems that were there initially don’t go away. You either accept/deal or are unhappy again.”     I think this defines it nicely.   If you can accept your ex’s faults, I think it’s okay to proceed.

This topic sparked my interest because I saw a “Some E Card” that said:   “How did we manage to stay together for 65 years?   —  Because we were born in a time when if something was broken we would fix it, not throw it away.”    It’s a valid point..  at some point,  our culture turned into a lazy one –  It seems we all want everything without having to work for it.   I know of no romantic relationship that is easy.

So – why do we humor the idea?   Perhaps because we know that, although rare, it might work out and we want to try and beat the odds?  Perhaps because we didn’t realize what we had until it was gone?

If it’s because you are lonely or horny –  My advice is steer clear.

Let’s discuss!

**Edit:  I also want to add in that I keep hearing “People don’t change.”   I disagree.   While, there are some truths to us that do not and will not change – I don’t think that people initially meet someone and are lying about who they are.  You fell for the person for a reason, right?**