boned by my own fear of commitment

I boned myself with my fear of commitment. And this was a no lube, no reach-around boning, just so you understand.

I had a decent apartment possibilty, nice kitchen, close to the train, central heat and air, large shared spaces, close to whole foods, trader joe’s, a cheap, but servicable gym, etc. For cheap.

Saw it saturday, it was rented sunday morning, I diddled around until monday afternoon to say I’d take it. Sucks to be me.

Now there are the sucky apartments and the distant apartments remaining. Bleh.

3 thoughts on “boned by my own fear of commitment”

  1. Been there, done that. I’ve learned to not diddle around too much, in my years of moving almost every year (been in my current place for two years, a record). Even so, I still took a couple days to pull the trigger on my new place. I wasn’t wowed by it, but I liked it and I was afraid if I didn’t grab it, who knows where I’d end up? But you’ll find something else.

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