Life has been pretty ordinary these past couple months. I've been keeping busy with dance to account for the fact that I don't have homework anymore. Work has been busy the past couple weeks, but not stressful. Not yet anyway.
One of my good
friends came home a month ago and surprised me by showing up at my door at night. It took me about 5 minutes to get over the shock, but I was so happy to see him. Him being him and me being me, we've only seen each other once since then. Perhaps that will improve - who knows.
I saw some friends at the beginning of August who I haven't seen in years. I see them every now and then, but nothing like I used to. It's strange how we all move on with our lives.
I think I'm ready to date again. I just have to start doing activities that put me in situations to find eligible men. Hanging out with my friends and driving around for 45 minutes to get ice cream will not find me a man. Going to a wine bar that is mainly patronized by people in their 50s won't get me a man either. Perhaps
Match or
CatholicSingles? Perhaps I'll just go to a rodeo. That'll be sure to get me a cowboy.
Willy and I have an unofficial-official agreement that when he makes it big...or starts to make it big...I'll be his personal assistant. He of course likes to buck "normalcy" and hates the term personal assistant. So I'll have a weird title...or no title at all. Either way it'll be something new, different, and fun.
Dance has brought back my flexibility. It's awesome. There really isn't a whole lot I can do with this new-found flexibility. Obviously I can incorporate it into the bedroom, but other than that I can't really use it. I mean, how can I incorporate high leg kicks and splits at work? Yeah, I can't. But it still makes me feel good. :-)