Is the Honeymoon Over?

It seems so long since I've written here. The reason is because I'm so busy with my work blog, the one that pays me overtime, that between that and a new little project I'm working on, there is no time left in the day.

I'm planning to go to NYC again this November with my girls from GB.Net. The Birthday Bash charity event is on MY birthday this year, so I wasn't planning on going, but then I decided, what the hell. I deserve it. It's one night for ME. So I'm taking it, baby! LOL

The thing is, however, I need money for the dinner, the hotel, the train and other miscellaneous expenses. So I've been killing myself doing the other blog these past two weeks to make that money. I tell my husband I'm shaking my money maker when he asks what I'm doing. Yes, I have been pimped. LOL

Another thing lately as well, on a personal level. I've been finding myself becoming a bit disenchanted with The Man Himself lately. I'm afraid only those in the know will know whom I'm referring to. It seems, little by little, I am growing farther away.

See, the thing is, I always try to believe that people are basically good. I'm not foolish or ignorant, mind you. But I like to give people the benefit of the doubt right from the get go. Sometimes, I'm disappointed. Other times, not. But more often than not, the person turns out too good to be true.

It's been said a thousand times that The Man Himself is kind, gentle, caring, generous, wonderful, good hearted, and any other flattering adjective a person can think of. When I first learned about him over a year ago, I thought...I don't believe it. No one's THAT good. But over time, I found myself wanting to believe all of those things were true. People who've actually met him and spent time with him said they're true, so they must be. I wanted all of those things to be true.

I still want them to be true. But lately I've been thinking what if one day I meet him by chance, and I find those things are not true? How can they possibly all be true? Is there really a person in the world who is THAT good? THAT sweet? THAT wonderful? The pessimist in me is rearing her ugly head, whispering to me that it's just not possible. That I, along with many others, have created some kind of uber human who defies all logic.

I had to laugh at that last sentence. Sounds a bit Sci-Fi, doesn't it? And I don't really have any grandiose images of what the Man Himself must really be like. Please. He's a man, he's fallible, he's no doubt a pain in the ass now and then like any other man. LOL

I don't know what brought on these feelings in me lately. Maybe something inside me is telling me what I first thought. It's just not possible. No one is that good. The shine is beginning to fade, I think. I will never leave the club, of course. I have a lot of friends there whom I really enjoy. But I think the honeymoon might be over for me.

I hope not. And his smile still makes me smile.