The NEW Normal...

Last year (2015) was a year full of extreme highs and lows. From January through New Year's Eve, my life was serving me large doses of great and horrible. I experienced so many wonderful moments like spending my birthday outside of the country and experienced extreme lows like saying good bye the final time to my fur baby as he crossed the rainbow bridge.

I loved my house when I first moved in a few years ago. Now, I have lost both of my rescued fur babies and my house is very empty. It is the new normal for me. Even after almost a year I find myself rushing home some days to walk a fur baby that is no longer here. It is a hard habit to break after 13 years. I am hoping to break it soon.

I have started to change my house. I do not like saying renovation, so I will say I am making small changes. Things I wanted to change for years have been made a priority and I am taking joy in getting my hands dirty. A pry bar is a great stress relief tool. Seeing a finished project is a great feeling. The perfectionist in me makes it hard to say a project is complete.

My neighborhood is also changing and I am not sure if I want to stay or if I want to sell. I am debating on moving, to another side of the city, to another city, maybe even to another country. It is only me, I have no children, I have no real responsibilities and I am debating on making a major life change.

I need to find my NEW normal.

Until Next Time,

Peace & Blessings...

Long Time Coming...

*Stands in Superhero pose, steps nervously onto the stage, approaches mic and clears throat*


It's been a while. The last time I was here I was finishing a cleanse and attempting online dating. So much has changed. My life looks different and I am not sure where it will go or if I like it.

Stay tuned, I will update you soon...

Until Next Time,

Peace & Blessings...

Adventures in Online Dating - Being Inconsiderate

After the holidays I thought I would try the online dating thing again. Part of me thinks this is a big waste of money and the other part of me remembers the man I had a connection with and thinks that it is possible.

The hopeless romantic in me is still alive.

And then...I got a message that warranted a response. It was clever, witty and made me laugh. I returned his message and enjoyed the conversation. The messages turned to texts and the texts turned into phone calls. I must admit that I was not wowed by him but it was a good conversation. (red flag, right?)

After a few calls we decided to meet. I suggested that we meet after he had taken care of a few things that morning. He insisted that we meet for breakfast. Everything seemed okay until that day. The morning came and I went through my normal routine. Around 11 am when I had not heard from him I decided to make myself breakfast. Around noon I decided to take the fur baby to the park to enjoy the beautiful day. There was no way I would waste a gorgeous day waiting on someone I had never laid eyes on.

After packing up the car with hiking equipment and starting on our journey my phone buzzed. It was after 1pm and I received a text....yeah, a text saying something like "Guess breakfast is out, huh?"

Needless to say it did not end well. My response was something along the lines of that was on you and his insisting that he was getting things together so we could meet soon. Soon is obviously up for interpretation because hours later it never arrived. I don't believe in texts so it was over for me when he didn't answer his phone. Why be inconsiderate? If you have plans then say, "I am not available. I have plans that evening." My response would have been, "Okay, no problem." After texts back and forth that evening our communication ended with a text from him, "No worries."

No worries indeed. The idea someone could think a text message hours after you insisted on meeting someone is appropriate is beyond my scope of reasoning. For a first date? I just have to laugh and shake my head. I guess I am old fashioned that way. I believe in letting someone know when plans go south, so that person can make other plans if needed. It is just being considerate of the other person's time. Because we all only have 24 hours in a day and their time is just as important as my own.

Have I heard from him since? Nope!

Do I think he will call or text? Nope!

My friends have a bet on how many weeks it will take before he contacts me again, because they always come back, right?

In this case, let us hope not.

Until Next Time,

Peace & Blessings...