Sigh

So my benign posting from yesterday, asking Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum to exit stage left caused a ruckus. In fact, I have moved away from my old blogspot page because of it. Back into anonymity of this page (I hope.) In fact, I even changed all names from their previous first name entry to the new required code names. Very spy game of me. But DCS (see changed his too to super secret letters) asked me to, and in the spirit of compromise (read:He orders, I comply) I acquiesced.

What a team player!

Unfortunately Tweedle Dum's ruckus caused an argument between DCS and I. At a time where we are so shaky and trying to be nice to each other and figure out how things are between us. Not what we needed. Seemed like all it did was highlight to DCS that I was being unreasonable (how's that for self awareness?) and highlight to me that DCS continues to side with anyone else other than me (prioritization, always prioritization).

A computer-land girlfriend that I admire very much gave me a thought to mull:
"I think that you "know when it happens" when you realize it DOESN'T happen. For me, when I met T, I realized there wasn't going to be any passionate soap opera moments, good OR bad. So I knew "it" was a myth and what was true and real was just being around someone who I could feel happy and warm and funny with. Someone who made me feel like I was always being myself AND made me feel like I was really cool at the same time. Does that make sense? "

I think that in order for DCS and I to do us, we need to identify and enumerate our expectations and realize that there is a difference between fairy tales and happily ever afters. I would trade the prince and the ball for a happily ever after with DCS.