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Happy Friday the 13th.
Usually I am not a big supporter of “what if” as I believe that if you spend all your time thinking “what if” you will lose out on life and opportunity. BUT…
Just for today, think of the what ifs. Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve been thinking alot lately and especially over the last few days – Where do I go from here?
Sure there are a few things I want:
The problem with any of them (but especially the last one) brings up my question.
What am I willing to give up? Read the rest of this entry »
Hello again!
Whew! Pity party over… pleasant seas ahead. Some wonder why I type entries when I am angry or annoyed, or when things don’t work out.
It is simple – if people are here to find out how I do things, I think it would be helpful to also know that things don’t always work out perfectly. I have bad days – though for the most part they are few and far between. Sure, I could just write it in a journal, but I find it more liberating being honest about how I feel. And hiding it in a journal – isn’t honest enough for me. I want to share my gains as well as my losses. Read the rest of this entry »
It is difficult looking into the mirror when I am dealing with having what I have to call a midlife crisis.
It took so long to get passed my past. I still struggle with some things, but others I have overcome in a large way. So here I sit – I don’t feel 43 for the most part, but the hard thing is – I am. All the things most people are learning in their early 20s, I am dealing with. Now, that would not be bad if I was 21. But I am not 21. I’m 43.
The only single men around me are divorced. Most with children. Great. Just what I wanted. (And yes, that was sarcasm.) Not to mention the fact that I seem to attract men I would never be attracted to, not in a million years. Yeah – definitely putting out the wrong vibration. Read the rest of this entry »
Hello friends!
I am thinking this morning of things we do, but maybe shouldn’t. This last weekend I moved myself.
Now, my new place is a mile from my old one. I had a small moving truck reserved and when I went to pick it up, I was informed they didn’t have anything smaller than a 20 footer. Can you say melt-down? I took a deep breath… well maybe five or ten… and instead rented a pickup. From 8am till 8:30 pm I was either loading the truck or unloading it.
That’s right folks, I moved myself. And the only way I did it was to keep up the mantra “I am moved and am in my new apartment.” So, this morning, I sit with aching feet, arms, back, and knees, and blisters on every toe thinking, “Why didn’t I just hire movers?” Read the rest of this entry »