It's 10:31 a.m. and I am really just waking up now.
I know. Slacker.
I went out last night with some people from my last job. They are a fun bunch of guys to hang with and I just feel like one of the boys when I am with them.
Of course, I was the only one of the boys wearing a ruffled skirt and 4-inch heels. But they don't seem to mind.
Now, none of us are the philosophical type, but we are all pretty intelligent people.
We also all work shitty hours and have had various problems trying to have a real life outside of that.
So we got to talking about relationships. Nothing specific to any one person there, just some general questions we all have asked ourselves at one time or another.
Is it possible to work nights and weekends and holidays and still have a good relationship?
And what does that mean?
What does it mean to each of us to be in love?
What do we expect from a partner and what should a partner expect from us?
I don't think any of us had any answers. Of course, this conversation also started after last call, so that may have been a factor.