Ten Weeks

Well, according to Google, ten weeks can get you a lot.

Search results yield that, in ten weeks you can:

1. Have a better marriage.
2. Lose ten pounds.
3. Make better financial investments.
4. Live in London for less than 5,000 pounds.
5. Learn U.S. Women's History (really? ten weeks is all?).
6. Have something growing inside of you that is technically termed a fetus.

Oh, yeah, also there's a metal band called Dead for Ten Weeks. Oh, the irony.

See, ten weeks ago to the day was when I chose to divulge my feelings in a spectacle that kicked off Angst-a-palooza.

And I'm sure my ten-weeks-ago-self thought I'd be in a different place by now. I was more optimistic, more excited. I thought I would tell the guy, and surely by now things would be different.

So, what Google doesn't tell you is that ten weeks can also get you:
1. no relationship
2. a heart that's anticipating hurt
3. and a feeling that's starting to resemble bitterness.

But I think I've gotten some good things, too. I've grown closer with him and learned a lot about myself and the way I deal with these situations. I've gotten some life lesson things.

Maybe twenty weeks will be different? I think I've still got a little optimism alive and kicking.