Yeah, yeah, yeah...

....I know I haven't blogged in a million years.

Welp, I made it back safe and sound from the good old east coast. Back into the swing of things with teaching 3rd grade--I already feel so much more confident having the first year under my belt. I'm still procrastinating just as much as before, but hey. Baby steps, right?

Loving life with the new roommate and Salt Lake friends. I went to Zion for the first time and FELL IN LOVE with the place. Can't believe I've never been before. Absolutely breathtaking.

Today I hit up SNIAGRAB, the giant Sports Authority sale where all of last season's ski and snowboard stuff goes on mayja sale so I bought some new ski boots (beauties) and a CamelBak for the next time I hike through national parks (because there WILL be more 'next times' after my love affair with Zion). Look at me, all outdoorsy. How did this happen?

I guess that's the updates for now. Pretty standard stuff. I'm not engaged, married, or pregnant. Not dating anyone really. Which is kind of my segue (I wanted to spell that "segway" but apparently that's not how you spell it. I hate the real spelling of that word) into my small topic of this post.

I've been discussing this with my lady friends lately because it's a phenomenon we've all seemed to deal with in recent times. We have all found ourselves going out with guys and ending up saying, "He's just such a great guy, I really wish I liked him!"

"Great guy." I feel like I've used that term SO MUCH lately. These are the guys that sound excellent on paper and when describing them to your friends, but for some reason there's just that something missing. That X factor. Never mind the fact that he's pretty attractive, can carry on a good conversation, is really nice and pretty funny, knows what he's doing with his life and is a gentleman with interesting stories. You know, a great guy.

But the X factor isn't there. The instant connection you just feel with some people. I have really only had it with 2 people in my dating life, so I know that it exists. And now I can't settle for less than that because I know what it feels like to have the X factor (and it's amazing).

I really WISH I liked the great guys. It would be so convenient and make sense, right? But instead, it fizzles and fades after a couple of dates.

Some people may say that I should give the great guys more of a chance. But I disagree. If I don't feel the 'something' with someone after a few dates, why should I continue wasting their time (and mine)? I don't mean to be picky.

But let's face it, I'm not getting any younger. Don't get me wrong, I'm in no way ready or wanting to get married anytime soon, but I'm approaching my mid-twenties. This is the age when a lot of people start thinking a little more seriously about their dating situation (or in my case of living in Utah, most girls are already married and starting to think about having kids). I can't really just date around for pure aimless fun anymore. (I mean, I guess I could, but I don't want to).

I'm not on the prowl for a husband. But I guess the thought of "Could you picture yourself with this guy a few years down the road?" is ever so slowly emerging from the back of my mind from time to time.

To be completely honest, I am so busy and consumed with work that I don't even really have time to date anyone. This has just been a subject that's been brought up among my friends lately and I thought I'd blog about it.

That's all.