Aunt Flo and her minions
....have come for my ovaries and are extracting their revenge for their "defeat" by a certain pill we like to call "Mr. Plan B". I missed a month, been fucking scared and then I finally started bleeding last night.
Am I out of the woods yet? I don't think so. I am going to take the P test on weds (and hopefully be able to donate plasma so I can get some $$$ for moving expenses cuz im running very low here). I don't think I am, but something inside me has changed. Who the fuck knows. I will feel better once I get it over with.
In other news, work finally got my hours straight and I know what I am working on next tues. I close, which means I've got 3 1/2 hours to sign my lease and move my shit in. Wish me luck. I am uber-excited about moving in!
On the dating front, I have two or three people wanting to meet me for coffee, but I have postponed the dates till after I get moved in. Besides, i'm in no hurry.
There are those out there who prob think I have no business dating. Well, I'm Shanna. And I accept the fact that I am a dater. It's fun. And I don't think I am even bothering to seek a relationship out of it anymore. I just want to hang out ya know.
And on that note, as one of my friends are saying, some people figure out early on they aren't made for marriage. Maybe, just maybe, I'm not made for relationships. Or marriage for that matter. I have the ability, but really, why should I bother anymore? I've tried too damn hard to settle down with someone....and look at where its gotten me. Yes, maybe I haven't met that special person yet. Or maybe, i'm just one of those rare folks who just don't have that "bug". Am I giving up? Hell no! Stevie Ray Vaughn taught me well. But am I really going to kill myself over trying to settle down anymore? Hell no. I'm going to just let things be.
Am I out of the woods yet? I don't think so. I am going to take the P test on weds (and hopefully be able to donate plasma so I can get some $$$ for moving expenses cuz im running very low here). I don't think I am, but something inside me has changed. Who the fuck knows. I will feel better once I get it over with.
In other news, work finally got my hours straight and I know what I am working on next tues. I close, which means I've got 3 1/2 hours to sign my lease and move my shit in. Wish me luck. I am uber-excited about moving in!
On the dating front, I have two or three people wanting to meet me for coffee, but I have postponed the dates till after I get moved in. Besides, i'm in no hurry.
There are those out there who prob think I have no business dating. Well, I'm Shanna. And I accept the fact that I am a dater. It's fun. And I don't think I am even bothering to seek a relationship out of it anymore. I just want to hang out ya know.
And on that note, as one of my friends are saying, some people figure out early on they aren't made for marriage. Maybe, just maybe, I'm not made for relationships. Or marriage for that matter. I have the ability, but really, why should I bother anymore? I've tried too damn hard to settle down with someone....and look at where its gotten me. Yes, maybe I haven't met that special person yet. Or maybe, i'm just one of those rare folks who just don't have that "bug". Am I giving up? Hell no! Stevie Ray Vaughn taught me well. But am I really going to kill myself over trying to settle down anymore? Hell no. I'm going to just let things be.