I thought about salsa dancing before the injury and surgery. I can't even consider doing that until 9 months post-op. I am at 4 and a half now. I am just so restricted. But I really need to find some sort of group that doesn't involve so much physical activity. Even though physical activity is what I love. It really stinks.
Soo. I caught him the scam! Don't worry guys, I knew it deep down, I wasn't interested and it was interesting watching it develop. I wont get into too many details. But I became extra suspicious when he had to take and emergency trip to Brazil. Then his phone broke and he had his "daughter" text me to give me him email. Funny, she has a NJ number, but does not live here. I got his name through the email and I did a search. H pretty much stole pictures. Even has a fake website for the "company" he works for. Well, after confessing these very strong feelings for me, he tells me he urgently needs I tunes giftcards to do his work down there and I need to get them to him right away. I obviously knew he was caught. I asked him how much did they need to be worth and he told me $300. So I basically called him out, blocked him from everything and reported him as a phishing scam. Oh, he did tell me he was polish and lived there most of his life. In his emails, his English and grammar were awful, but not because he is polish, he is very far removed form even living in this country.
So, just when I thought the priest was my best online dating story, or the guy with the black amex who would only let me eat the bread basket at a resauraunt were my best stories, I have topped it. I think it is safe to say, I have zero luck with online dating. Even though I knew something was up, I just haven't gotten much of a break with it.
It's awfully sad. There is some lonely single mother out there who may really think this guy is in love with her and she will send him the gift cards. He preyed on the wrong one this time.
The universe seems to never ever stop testing me. It is nothing but laughable at this point. Part of me just wants to give up on everything good and enjoyable in this life, but then the crappy negative forces in the universe won. I will win this. I will not be defeated.
Oh, and we made our move at work. I got the worst cube, it's right by the printer, far from all my other coworkers, right outside the VP's office, and she doesn't really like me, and it's the highest traffic area, and everytime someone walks buy my monitors shake. But, I come here for the paycheck and that is about it. I keep praying for a change.
I am truly back at square one again. Trying to rebuild my life. Alone, of course. I did have a nice night Friday night with some Mom's from school (D10's besties mom invited me for a wine tasting party) and there were some school mom's and her sister and her cousin's which were a riot. Even after the wine tasting part was over, we continued to drink and laugh and talk, and it was really good for me. The hangover the next day was not. But it was worth it. D10 and I had lunch together, I napped, then I took her to the movies and it was a great time. Sunday we hung out and her aunt took her to a play, so I had a little free time to go to the gym.
I have IC today which has been a while and I need it. I have some major realizations lately I need help dealing with.
Another Monday, another crazy day where I have to feed my poor daughter dinner in the waiting room of PT. She is a trooper.
