Commitment-phobic

I’m commitment-phobic :D

Selectively, anyway. (So now you say, who isn’t?)

I find it hard to give away my weekends on a regular basis so for instance, I can’t commit to hosting a belly-dancing class regularly. I always want an out option, just in case I don’t feel like it :D or rather, feel like something else more. Like disappearing with Harry Potter’s magical cloak.

I don’t like having people keeping tabs on me either, even if they don’t mean anything by it or planning on me without me knowing or wanting to. Waheeheeheeheehee, such a control-freaky Capricorn.

I don’t want to be answerable to anyone that I don’t want to be answerable to. Or to get noticed. That’s why am freaky about my private space because I always want my options, like the option to throw my socks in a corner if I want to :-P just because I can, and it need not bother anyone or have to be noticed by anyone else but me.

Some people like to be in the limelight, and I’d rather not be a star to too many people. To each her own little quirks.

Still, am not bothered because I know that I can love and last a long time with the best of them (perhaps too much!), or work away determinedly at something (perhaps too much!) for an indeterminate amount of time.

Until a Capricorn decides, a Capricorn chooses to have choices.

So, am I really commitment phobic?

(I love the idea because it breaks the stereotypes of women always ready to faint into the arms of forever and ever, and of men forever and ever shying away).

Just a pansy too particular and persnickety :P