Yes Woman
July 25th, 2009My date canceled at 2pm – for tonight. And I was overjoyed. I know I should have been disappointed, that I should have been looking forward to this date all week because he’s been so interested in me. Nope, I was overjoyed. I no longer was filled with my Saturday afternoon dread of the evening ahead. I no longer had to look forward to what I affectionately call “wardrobe trauma.” I got to reach for my favorite outfit – a tank top and sweats. Goodbye bra and heels! See you next Saturday – maybe.
So I happily stretched out on the couch and rented the movie “Yes Man.” Yes, it was dumb, and I still hate Jim Carrey, but it got me thinking… I’m going to be a Yes Woman.
How hard can it be? Especially since I think I almost always say yes all the time already. Mostly to things I probably shouldn’t say yes to.
So now I’m just going to say yes to everything else – like going out. That is definitely something I say no to. Because truthfully, I hate going out. I would rather stay home every night by myself. Thus, my current predicament. Okay, yes to going out. Let’s see, what else… Yes to dates. Hmm, I think I already say yes to those. Yes to sex. Duh. Yes, yes, yes. And when that guy asks if he can help me out with my groceries? Yes. “Do you want air freshener in your car?” Sure. Well, not really, but okay. And when someone wants to take me to the airport? Yes, thanks, that would be great. Oh wait, no one offers.
The one thing I won’t be saying yes to? That would be spending the day with my photographer friend to watch him take engagement photos of someone tomorrow. Hell, no.
But… yes to everything else.
