Not sure where to begin...
Most people know about Kayti's ordeal so I'm not going to go into details about that here. Just know that it has been a VERY stressful past few weeks since my last post. Hopefully things are settling down a little bit. Thank you for your prayers, messages, help and concern. We have a long road ahead.
As for everything else, well, when one aspect of your life is troubled, sometimes it's inevitable that the others will follow. After having a few good dates, things in that area seem to have fizzled. But that's okay. My primary focus--until I meet my Mr. Big--is my kids and myself anyway. I'm too busy to focus on anyone that I'm not absolutely crazy about and so far, I haven't met anyone that I think it going to be my Big. That's not to say they aren't great guys or could be Big. But so far, I don't feel that they are and they don't seem to make much of an effort to be either. Maybe I'm just not their Carrie. And like I said, that's okay.
I still love my bosses, coworkers and job but it has been a bit stressful lately with everything else going on. I'm nowhere near ready to throw in the towel. It's still by far one of the best jobs I've ever had. I just have to step up my game a little more and I will.
My boss wants me to join Toastmasters, a public speaking club, to help me improve my communication skills and minimize my accent and so I will be checking that out this week. I've also been reading Annuities for Dummies but honestly, it's not teaching me very much that he hasn't already.
I negotiated with my landlord for some upgrades and a new lease so we will be staying here for at least another 24 months. I love my neighbors, neighborhood and now that things are getting updated, I love my townhouse. And so the major redecoration has begun. I painted my furniture and got a slipcover for my ugly but well-built Ethan Allan sofa. As soon as I see what my new kitchen floor is going to look like, I will start to work on the cabinets and countertops. And of course, the girls want their room redone and that will be no easy feat. But I've really enjoyed looking at different ideas on pinterest. I wish that I could do them all!
I've also been trying to be more of a "normal girl" by paying more attention to fashion, shoes and makeup. The makeup have no problem with but shoes and fashion I find very challenging. I would much rather DO something or GO somewhere than spend that money on something to wear. But I have managed to make very good use of pinterest, fashion mags and the thrift store! Poppin' tags is my new phrase!
I chickened out on the mud run yesterday and I feel terrible. But it was storming and after hearing that tornado go through here last year, I've gotten to be a little scared of storms. Maybe next time.
My weight loss and fitness routine plateaued with everything else going on the last few weeks but I'm determined to get back on the proverbial horse starting tomorrow (since it'snot acceptable to begin anything any other day of the week haha)! I haven't gained anything back, I just haven't lost any more in a few weeks. That's cool--as long as I don't go backwards.
But I am brown as a berry now! I know, I know, tanning is NOT good for me but I am sticking with my original motto--everything in moderation. And tan fat still looks better than white fat!
Mom is not doing well and she won't go to a doctor. Please pray for her and pray for the rest of us as well as we have to deal with her stubborn self! I hate her being in so much pain. And it's very frustrating when she won't do anything about it.
Please also pray for Jeff's grandmother who is still in the hospital with various things. She's 90! And regardless of how things are with me and him, his grandparents have always been very dear to me. I miss his granddad deeply. They are/were very genuine, true Christian people and I love them dearly.
That's about it. Have a blessed week!
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Why is it?
Why is it that once you finally recover from the flu and feel like resuming workouts, you subsequently twist your ankle!?
Why is it that when I buy new jeans/pants, I'm DOWN a size (in some stores TWO) but still can't get into my old stuff?
Why is it that teenagers are so self centered and emo? (ha, that's a timeless question!)
Why is it that when you are NOT interested or attracted to someone, it's YOUR fault that their life is a mess?
Why is it that ex husbands, no matter how great they are in some respects, can still be complete asses about other things?
Why is it in the dating world, men constantly talk about how they hate games and drama and generally accuse women of it when in fact, it's THEM that create a great deal of it?
Why is it that people will tell you one thing and then do a complete 180 and have a ready made excuse?
Why is it that when you find someone you are completely compatible and attracted to, everything else is a mess?
These are just thoughts I've had recently! No, I'm not depressed or upset or mad or anything. Everything is quite fabulous actually...for the most part! LOL
I'm still enjoying my job, my friends, my workouts, trying to get some personal goals (fitness and academic) accomplished, making plans to move and/or redecorate and I've begun dating again and it's been fun this time! This is what it's all about and I think I'm finally at a place where I'm fine alone and am free to enjoy someone else's company when I WANT to!
Do I ever think about having a "relationship" in the sense that most people think of one? Well, sure. But I'm still weighing the pros and cons. I'm quite certain that if I ever fell head over heels again for someone I wouldn't hesitate. But in a lot of ways I'm still very guarded. Someone is going to have to make a HUGE effort for that to happen. But I have met some VERY interesting and good-looking men. I don't know that any are "the one" (if in fact "the one" is out there) yet, we'll see. But I absolutely love meeting new people, getting to know them and being fascinated by hearing their experiences.
And yes, the physical is a lot of fun, too! Not that I hop into bed with everybody. Just kissing and being close with someone is nice sometimes. I love men. And though I don't consider myself to have a "type"--I've dated dark hair, blonde hair, no hair; brown eyes, green eyes, blue eyes; short, tall; fit and a few extra pounds--I've learned that I love a certain smell of a man (and it doesn't have to be any particular "cologne" or anything, just a nice smell). I love their weight and the force of them when they are next to or touching me. I love the soft lips of a good kisser (and good breath). I love the curves of their backs and a clean shaved neck. I love the touch of their hands in mine or on me. I love their laughter, their smiles, their facial expressions. I love talking to them and catching a glimpse of the little boy inside. I just love men! Even when they get on my last nerve!
Why is that?
Why is it that when I buy new jeans/pants, I'm DOWN a size (in some stores TWO) but still can't get into my old stuff?
Why is it that teenagers are so self centered and emo? (ha, that's a timeless question!)
Why is it that when you are NOT interested or attracted to someone, it's YOUR fault that their life is a mess?
Why is it that ex husbands, no matter how great they are in some respects, can still be complete asses about other things?
Why is it in the dating world, men constantly talk about how they hate games and drama and generally accuse women of it when in fact, it's THEM that create a great deal of it?
Why is it that people will tell you one thing and then do a complete 180 and have a ready made excuse?
Why is it that when you find someone you are completely compatible and attracted to, everything else is a mess?
These are just thoughts I've had recently! No, I'm not depressed or upset or mad or anything. Everything is quite fabulous actually...for the most part! LOL
I'm still enjoying my job, my friends, my workouts, trying to get some personal goals (fitness and academic) accomplished, making plans to move and/or redecorate and I've begun dating again and it's been fun this time! This is what it's all about and I think I'm finally at a place where I'm fine alone and am free to enjoy someone else's company when I WANT to!
Do I ever think about having a "relationship" in the sense that most people think of one? Well, sure. But I'm still weighing the pros and cons. I'm quite certain that if I ever fell head over heels again for someone I wouldn't hesitate. But in a lot of ways I'm still very guarded. Someone is going to have to make a HUGE effort for that to happen. But I have met some VERY interesting and good-looking men. I don't know that any are "the one" (if in fact "the one" is out there) yet, we'll see. But I absolutely love meeting new people, getting to know them and being fascinated by hearing their experiences.
And yes, the physical is a lot of fun, too! Not that I hop into bed with everybody. Just kissing and being close with someone is nice sometimes. I love men. And though I don't consider myself to have a "type"--I've dated dark hair, blonde hair, no hair; brown eyes, green eyes, blue eyes; short, tall; fit and a few extra pounds--I've learned that I love a certain smell of a man (and it doesn't have to be any particular "cologne" or anything, just a nice smell). I love their weight and the force of them when they are next to or touching me. I love the soft lips of a good kisser (and good breath). I love the curves of their backs and a clean shaved neck. I love the touch of their hands in mine or on me. I love their laughter, their smiles, their facial expressions. I love talking to them and catching a glimpse of the little boy inside. I just love men! Even when they get on my last nerve!
Why is that?
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