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Sunday, March 29, 2009

Commitment

I think it’s possible for the very same person to be “the marrying type” and “a commitment-phobe”.

For instance, I moved across the continent for some girl when I was nineteen, married her at twenty-one, and didn’t blink when we found out Erin would be making her presence known.

But for the life of me, I can’t commit to bringing the free yellow pages in off the stoop. I walk past it at least twice every day and can neither bring it to the recycling with me, nor pick it up and put it next to the phone.

It’s too much pressure.

23 comments:

Jennifer McKenzie said...

It's the little things that get you.

for a different kind of girl said...

Amen...the way I look at it, that's too many people in there who want a piece of me, and every time I walk by ours, I wonder when the phone company will enter the 21st century.

Mom101 said...

Maybe because the Yellow Pages doesn't have sex with you.

Redneck Mommy said...

I am the same way with the mail.

I can't commit to picking it up.

cat said...

I think, "dear GOd... where will i PUT this, especially since I don't need it." Commitment's like that.

Jess said...

Internet trumps Yellow Pages. Shocking surprise. My yellow pages found it's way into the trash via my hand about 4 days after it was dropped on my doorstep. I was way too busy doing internet stuff to move it before then.

teahouse said...

Well, isn't every man a bundle of contradictions?

I have the same problem with the yellow pages. Even though I have everything I need online, in the back of my mind I always fear there will be some terrible internet apocalypse and I'll just HAVE to have a paper resource for finding a cobbler, should I need one.

Live and Learn the Hard Way said...

so very true....

gorillabuns said...

It's because they are constantly delivering a new book every other month. I can't seem to keep up with the revisions.

Jenni said...

also, heavy.

RobMonroe said...

Leave the yellow pages there... when they call to confirm delivery remind them that the world has moved on from printed yellow pages and you don't want it delivered next year. Doesn't change anything, but at least you will have said your part.

Of course, you could leave it, let it get nice and wet and mold and call it a science experiment!

NikiN said...

I have to delurk to say dude! Not five minutes ago I totally just walked past the free yellow pages that have been sitting on our front porch for ... well, I'm not sure how long it has been there. Long enough to gather some free-newspaper friends, as well as a rival clique of newspapers and handyman fliers by the front door. I took a moment to think about what it would take to rid myself of the yellow pages book (pick it up, take it to the recycling bin), but it seemed like too much to ask of one woman. As you say, a commitment. I didn't ask for this commitment, and I reject it. Besides, maybe my fiance will commit before I do?

Did you know that Yellow Pages Goes Green (http://www.yellowpagesgoesgreen.org/stop-yellow-pages/) offers to contact yellow pages publishers on your behalf to get you removed from yellow pages delivery?

Sarah @ BecomingSarah.com said...

This is like me and the junk mail. I just leave it in the mailbox and my husband grumbles about it when he finds out that we have two weeks of junk mail stuffed in so tightly that the mail person couldn't get the actual mail in the letterbox.

It's just too much effort? Commitment? Pressure? Annoyance? ALL OF THE ABOVE?

Swirl Girl said...

truly there is a difference between the two.

commitment v. recycling

mdx3mom said...

What I want to know (as a mother of a now 20 year old engaged daughter) is what was it that convinced you that she was the one? The one to leave your family for, to leave everything at a young age.

You "look" and "sound" like an intelligent young man. I cannot imagine how a such a young age how you were so sure of your choices.

I want to believe that she knows what she is doing, but she never seems to be happy with this boy, but refuses to leave him.

I guess I just want to know how you knew she THE one.

Daddy Geek Boy said...

Preach on brotha!

ZenMom said...

Apparently, my husband has the same relationship with the screwdriver that has been sitting on my buffet for almost two weeks.

Ravenna said...

yeah, I hate that kind of commitment - now that you mention it. Thanks, I needed, no wait... wanted something else to be indignant about

T. said...

once it rains and you see the sodden mass sitting on the stoop for a week, and then it grows mildew and starts to smell...you might change your mind. Not that I would know about that...

And I am with Redneck Mommy, I HATE getting the mail. I really, really hate it. I wish they would just stop sending it. I have nowhere to put it. And I don't want it.

T.

Kelley @ magnetoboldtoo said...

At least you notice it.

You are one step closer to being a woman. Congrats.

But lets not discuss the candy canes still sitting on my porch gathering dust, K?

PunditMom said...

Don't worry. You're just a step ahead on recycling them!

Mrs. Flinger said...

We're the same way: Mr. Flinger and I. I can't commit to a state to live in but we're solid in the marriage dept.

Except we did blink a hellofalot when the kids decided to announce themselves.

La Petite Belle said...

oh my gosh! I feel the same way. I got married at 17 and have 2 kids (I'm 25 now) but I still can't make decisions.