I had a great weekend, even if I had to curtail things a bit (D10's cough developed into a low fever, so I didn't go to the comedy club). My friend did stay over, though, and surprised me by setting up my sunroom a new way. I love it, and it was just the kick-in-the-a$$ I needed to finish the room up. I ordered a rug, energy-saving curtains and chair slipcovers. I can't wait to wrap it up!
Other than that, I find myself....restless, bored maybe. Can't tell what this is, exactly. I am still working on my career and getting routines in place for the house. My kids are doing really well, for the most part. Life has settled. I had a rare sad moment this weekend over something stupid: leaves. Over the last week, my giant oak tree dropped all of its leaves overnight, obliterating the yard. The task looked HUGE! I went to the power equipment store to see about getting a bagger. Now, the price floored me - $425!! And there I was, surrounded by that smell, axes, tools...and I remembered x. The first time I saw him, he was carrying a tree (yes, a tree), and then chopping fire wood. My lumberjack. Now, I had to do it myself, and it was damn expensive! And not my job (um, yes it is, I know). Anyway, minor pity-party for about 1/2 hour, thinking how he was now chopping wood for another house, another home, a different family, a different reality. Blech. Shook that off. I think there will be flashes of that, twinges over what was. But...
I didn't get STUCK. How things have changed!
Anyway, that was yesterday. Today, I am...restless.
I think I need a date.
The time considerations are daunting. Only 2 Fri/Sat nights a month. And the TIME...to think of getting to know someone, put up with their sh!t...maybe I am already becoming too set in my ways! My standards are set way-high, and I haven't even been out with anyone since....wow, last year this time, I think? Well, I know that I'm not going to meet anyone at work (elementary schools don't have lots of chances to mingle with anyone of age!). No guys at Zumba or church. So, back to the internet. I weed people out mercilessly. SO many can't even be bothered putting some effort into their initial impression. Typos? Next. Bad pics or cut-out women next to them? Next. Smokers? Next. Can't write more than, "Yo, babe, your pretty!" with dancing bananas? Next.
