Steering Away from Innuendos

It has been a while since the last time I surf the Net for reference as to where I can possibly get an efficient virtual assistant service. I went from one company to another thinking that maybe I can weigh my options a little bit and extend the duration while I bid for something better.

A friend of mine who is also a business consultant had dinner with me last week and talked me through the process. He told me that the key role of virtual assistance does not lie on convenience alone. He stressed on the financial stability that I may be able to achieve given that I don’t step out of the line the moment I see threats. The challenge, according to him is the innuendos that often caused businessmen to hesitate. He said that surfing the net as often as I did and waiting for something to fall on my lap won’t help me steer away from those. The conversation went on and while he was talking some more, I went ballistic. Not to exaggerate but I got so mad that the bottle of wine was thrown off the table. I knew it. I hate to admit, but my boyfriend was right about it too. It’s not like I closed my doors but sometimes it’s hard to let other people deal with what is suppose to be the bread and butter of your existence. Yesterday, I made a few calls to go over some companies on the top of my list and I visited their websites as well. There was this company who got me really interested with their approach and their market assessment, especially for small scale businesses. On their website I also found some articles that are were very helpful for research purposes. One thing that I always make sure of especially in terms of the long term goals of my business is being prepared and that includes being knowledgeable.

Now, I just have to set all my affairs in order before I make a move. Maybe it was meant for me after all. Unlike this shaky relationship I have with my boyfriend. But I’ll stop whining about it and attend to these more pressing issues that I have to settle for now.

The Aftermath

We finally talked.I guess it's as patched up as it could be at the moment. We're struggling and I am trying to make time and perhaps, find balance in my life. I'm thinking about getting a VA. Maybe. For now I'm trying to find a way to manage all the things I have to do myself. He says maybe too.

Bang. There goes the Bomb

I can rant about how it ticked me off for days, nonstop. It irks me to think that he had the guts to do that on my sister’s wedding day. I’m not going to mention names because that might get me in trouble but this blog, this will be my outlet. This will do for a sanity pill, rather than I succumb to the things that are going through my head at a very alarming speed.

He is such a scum. Wait. Before you put me off as “that crazy woman who could not stop ranting”, let me tell you the whole story: for my defense.

It was my sister’s wedding. Yes. She is younger than I am; quite younger in fact. But I am a woman who enjoys my freedom and I believe not rushing into marriage. If I did rush, see what kind of guy I would have wed? We’ve been together for years. Believe it or not, we used to be fun and life was very exciting but like most relationships, when the flame had gone down, our passion and energy went along with it. However, we stuck with each other with a relatively comfortable ease that came from knowing each other for a long time. We were friends long before we dated.

I thought I knew him and I thought he knew me. In all the years we’ve been together, I had always bragged about how good we were together: we understood and respected each other. Or so I thought.

So there I was in my pink dress with the stiletto heels with the dangling diamonds on the strap, and looking very pretty and feeling very awesome. And he goes, “I don’t think I’d want to marry her. She’s all caught up in her own little world.” Bang. There goes the bomb. I had to physically exert effort to stop myself from hitting him. Sure. I am a busy woman. I have my work, my friends, and my family; my work and more of my work.

What can I say? I am a hard-working woman. I love the rush it gives me when I close a very good deal. It gives me a high nothing else could surpass. Sure, for the past months, it has been my work consuming much of my time or as he said when I confronted him, all of my time. He exaggerates well. I admit, his puppy dog look still has that calming effect on me. I admit, I love him to a fault. I still gush like a crazy love struck teenager when he does something out-of-the-blue and I find it very sweet.

But what he said? Boy, did he hit a very big nerve. I don’t know if we are ever going to survive this most recent drama. He even suggested getting a virtual assistance so that I might be able to “spare him my time.” His told me his friend has one and he’s damn into it. He said that they hang out more now and that the guy was able to watch the latest boxing match with whomever he wanted.
I don’t know. Perhaps he meant it as a joke but like I said, he touched a very big nerve. But that virtual assistance idea might not be so bad. If I do get one and it actually works out, maybe I’ll forgive him… again… for the fifty thousandth time.