July 27th, 2008
Weekend, friends, dating, shopping, etc.
Well, I’ve been making an effort of late to start blogging again. I mainly blog to keep my family up to date on my life since I tend to be a loner; I figure it keeps them from worrying and I don’t have to repeat myself for everyone. Even though my intentions are to be totally honest on my blog I find that I censor myself more than I’d like. I retired an old blog for that same reason and started this new one but have just been more careful about who knows about it.
Life this past year have been nuts, as you can imagine, with the past 6 months being pretty difficult; Lomee has been gone now for 4 of them. I’ve lived in 3 different states since July of 2007 and recently moved across country by myself, found a job and bought a home. I am learning (again) who I am and how I want to live and am making great progress toward some personal goals I have set. There are a few big ones still out there that I’m not quite ready to tackle as of yet but they will come with time.
My sister was in town last week and we had a blast doing some of the tours around here (pics and narrative to follow soon). I’m trying to be more social since my natural tendency is to do things on my own or stay home. I went out bowling on Friday with people from work for a fund raiser; started out only going to support the bowlers but they were short a person so I bowled a game or two. My friend Mark came over for a couple hours on Saturday (not sure if you remember him (JJH)…I dated him before I met Lomee again), got my hair cut in the afternoon then went over friends for dinner that night.
Sunday I slept late then did some power shopping buying a new sofa and some lamps for my house. The only other things I want to do is put hardwood in the living room and remove the pedestal sinks in the master bath and put in a counter. I really need to find a handyman to help with a few things around here that I have no interest or knowledge to do. I also need a new lawn boy as my last one flaked on me and my dog is freaking every time he goes out since the grass is up to his belly.
Got asked for my number while at the hair dressers on Saturday by a client there. It’s so strange; I haven’t really even thought seriously about dating but the subject has come up a couple times in the past week or so. I am not a natural flirt and to be honest I don’t even recognize when I’m being flirted with unless the guy is pretty blatant about it. I know I’m not a particularly attractive person but I seem to get hit on more than I think is normal. However, to be fair it is usually when I’m just being friendly instead of my typical reserved self. And the age range is all over the place…mid-20’s to about mid-50’s. I know I look younger than I am but I think I act my age…just don’t know what it is. I’m usually not too picky when I do date (other than intelligent and good hygiene), but they can’t be too young or too old. Too young, say under 30, is just weird because I have nephews that age. And too old (50+) is kinda gross because they have old, er, parts. In case you’re curious, I didn’t give him my number but he did give me his card and asked me to call him. Which, of course, I’m not going to do because that is just not my style and the whole interaction just seemed kind of odd.
My movers came last Thursday with the rest of my furniture but I seem to be missing things. I don’t know if my other movers forget stuff or if these did, but I can’t wait to get things unpacked and in place. I need help moving some heavy items upstairs and don’t really know anyone who can do that. I have a friend that has offered to come over some evening this week and do it but I’m not sure if the timing will work out since he’s leaving on vacation on Thursday. And another friend who said he would help is out of town. So I either have to wait or probably pay someone. Sucks.
Trying to decide if I should go out boating next Saturday with a couple I met. I could be totally wrong but I’m kinda leary about it because I think they just want in my pants (intuited by hints and vague suggestions). So bizarre; I’m not a lesbian or even bi but you would not believe how often I come across couples that swing or invite a female into their bed. I have a pretty healthy and open view about sex but if I’m not interested you’re not going to change my mind. I’m a dick girl; to me, girly bits are icky.
OK, I think I’ve written enough and have caught you up on most of my life recently. I’m off to bed.