Aw, tejolote. Break-ups are hard.

It doesn't really matter how long they last. What matters is what the contained.

Not sure that helps, but....

Cheers.

I haven't had a relationship last 3 months. I don't know if that's good or bad.

Sorry to hear it, tejolote. Good luck with the move, though.

Have you called crazy thong chick?

I haven't had a relationship last 3 months. I don't know if that's good or bad.

I can one-up that -- I'll take one that's lasted more than 3 weeks. Anyone want to do 3 days?

GL with the move, tjolote. Where you headed?

Mudpuppie, thanks. That helps a bit.

Arse_hat, er, what crazy chick was this?

and DaShiv: I'm moving from one area of Seattle to another. Not far this time, thank goodness, but I've got an aquarium and um, a whole lot of books to move. *groan*

Thanks for the good wishes folks.

tejolote

The longest I've had was my marriage, at four years, effectively. Getting past the third year is no assurance. I know there are people out there in relationships that "just work" and keep on working, but I don't believe that most of us are likely to find such a thing. Therefore, to sustain a relationship for many years will take some hard work and committment at exactly the point in the relationship when you don't want to work hard and you want out of the committment. I don't think many people these days are willing to do that.

Also, I think it's odd when people say about marriage, "it's only a piece of paper" because it most certainly is not. It's a social institution and has its greatest meaning in that context. I think part of the utility of marriage as a social institution is that the decision to continue or end it is a larger matter than just a private agreement between two individuals. My view certainly isn't that romantic, I suppose.

Sorry about your troubles. I hope getting yourself reoriented goes much easier and quickly than expected.

Sorry to hear it, tejolote. I never know whether to say congratluations or condolences. May the ouchy part pass quickly and the new nest bring better days.

As a wise man once told me recently, all relationships, except perhaps the last one, are practice for the next.

Best of luck.

As my step-mother told me when I was crying over a girl in high school:

"Women are like buses, another will be along in 15 minutes."

Hang in there.

I'm not actually a huge fan of that sentiment now, but she did say it, and it seems to go so well after Miko's. Also, you'd have to meet my stepmother, but saying something like that is so out of character for her that I sometimes think I dreamed it, which makes it all the better. Ah, Sandy, where are you now?

"Women are like buses, another will be along in 15 minutes."

I dunno, that's not a very encouraging analogy if you really think about it:

So you're at the bus stop, smoking a cigarette, and the bus pulls up. Totally empty bus, you can sit where ever you want, it's perfect. But no, you're smoking, and this is a frequent service route, so you'll just wait. Then the next one comes along and it's packed to bursting with stinky people and loud teenagers who won't let you sit down because their backpack apparently needs a seat of it's own. Then some woman with a stroller gets on and your ass is right up in some guys face and some kids start a fistfight in the back and it's such a miserable ride that you get off early, pop into the liquor store, and toss back one of those wee bottles of gin just to get you past the experience. I mean, sure a bus is a bus, but just because another will come along doesn't mean that it'll be even remotely as nice as the last one. Although, on the other hand, if you get out early, and wait for the next one, it might be nicer. We do pick our lot in life, eh?

And you have my sympathies, tejolote. It's a painful thing, regardless of circumstances.

If I ever have a marriage that lasts longer than 7 years, I'll throw the biggest party that anyone has ever seen.

As my step-mother told me when I was crying over a girl in high school:

"Women are like buses, another will be along in 15 minutes."

Except that's not true, really, certainly not for many people.

I mean, what if what you really want is a taxi? Or a station wagon? And yet you're standing at the bus stop.... actually this thread probably isn't the best place for that.

My condolences. Life goes on.

Apparently, some of us are waiting for a flying carpet, Pullman coach, horse-drawn sleigh, Stanley Steamer, or other incredibly rare conveyance -- because the frequency seems to be much less often than 15 minutes.

One day at a time, then.

*sits and waits for the Zamboni*

What chewie said. Hang in there (((tejolote))).

Look on the bright side - you have never wasted 10+ years of your life on someone who turned out to hate you. Every black cloud etc.