It's the first of May! And in my mind that means it's officially summer. (Not that you'd have thought that if you went outside in Flagstaff today, but whatever). I used to dread summer something fierce, and even though I'm not looking forward to the Arizona heat, I am kind of excited for summer this year.
I think of summer as May 1st to August 31st. That's 122 days, and I have high hopes for those 122 days this year.
I am going to go outside. I'm going to hike and swim and bike and be active and get fit.
I am going to take the dogs on lots of long walks and adventures.
I am going to paint my nails awesome summer colors.
I am going to wear my giant sunglasses and drive around with my sun roof open and my radio set to the country station.
I am going to hang out in Kingman with my family, and with friends in Phoenix.
I am going to read and write and paint and sew.
I am going to save money.
I am going to find a new doctor and get back on track treatment wise.
I am going to get a tattoo.
I am going to climb a mountain (like last year!).
I am going to take lots of pictures.
It's going to be awesome.
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5.01.2014
10.15.2013
Online Dating
Confession: I have a profile on Match.com. I have for a couple months now, but I rarely think about it or check it. It was made from a combination of being bored one night and just kind of being curious about what's out there.
It's not something I'm taking seriously right now. I don't know that it's something I'll ever be able to take seriously, to be honest, because I'm not a huge fan of online dating. I know it works for some people, and I know people who have ended up happily married after meeting online, and more power to them--but still, I just don't think it's for me. Right now my profile is set to look for men in Washington state, not AZ, because come on--I'm definitely not going to meet anyone here in Flagstaff (hipsters, hippies, and arrogant college kids . . . um, no thanks) and I have no interest in moving to Phoenix. Besides, I have no intention of staying in AZ (my goal is actually to move next year) and I feel like I'd probably end up meeting someone who did want to stay here.
I don't have a paid account on Match yet, because I just don't see the point right now. Maybe somewhere down the road I'll try a little harder at it but . . . not yet. But I do know that I don't want to spend the rest of my life alone and it doesn't hurt to look, right?
When I do randomly remember to sign on and browse through my daily matches, it's usually a little exciting at first and then, by the time I'm on the last one, I just feel depressed. I finally realized that it's because looking at guys and reading about why I should date them eventually just makes me remember that I already found someone and that I already know who I want to be with. The thought of starting over and trying to connect to someone else the same way is . . . daunting, to say the least. Very, very daunting.
Speaking of that person, back at the beginning of September I talked to a co-worker about him, and she basically was all, "Girl, go for what you want! You need to make a bold move!" (That's a direct quote, I swear). So after a couple weeks of hesitating, I tried calling him. Which failed, because cell service where he is kind of sucks. But I tried a few times and when that didn't work, I Facebooked him. I didn't say much, just what I wanted and needed him to hear, and I'm waiting to hear back. It's been 2.5 weeks and I have to be honest, my hopes aren't high. I needed to try, though, because not saying what I needed to say was becoming a bigger burden than finally gathering the thoughts and putting them out there.
I know that right now all I can do is be patient and wait for fate to do its thing. I truly believe that whatever's meant to be will be, and in the end I really just want to know that I tried everything I could to make things go how I wanted them to. And I've done that, I think. For now I'm just going to continue to focus on myself: my job, my life, my writing, my health. Pretty much what I've been doing all this year, just with a more happy, at peace mentality about it, if that makes sense.
It's not something I'm taking seriously right now. I don't know that it's something I'll ever be able to take seriously, to be honest, because I'm not a huge fan of online dating. I know it works for some people, and I know people who have ended up happily married after meeting online, and more power to them--but still, I just don't think it's for me. Right now my profile is set to look for men in Washington state, not AZ, because come on--I'm definitely not going to meet anyone here in Flagstaff (hipsters, hippies, and arrogant college kids . . . um, no thanks) and I have no interest in moving to Phoenix. Besides, I have no intention of staying in AZ (my goal is actually to move next year) and I feel like I'd probably end up meeting someone who did want to stay here.
I don't have a paid account on Match yet, because I just don't see the point right now. Maybe somewhere down the road I'll try a little harder at it but . . . not yet. But I do know that I don't want to spend the rest of my life alone and it doesn't hurt to look, right?
When I do randomly remember to sign on and browse through my daily matches, it's usually a little exciting at first and then, by the time I'm on the last one, I just feel depressed. I finally realized that it's because looking at guys and reading about why I should date them eventually just makes me remember that I already found someone and that I already know who I want to be with. The thought of starting over and trying to connect to someone else the same way is . . . daunting, to say the least. Very, very daunting.
Speaking of that person, back at the beginning of September I talked to a co-worker about him, and she basically was all, "Girl, go for what you want! You need to make a bold move!" (That's a direct quote, I swear). So after a couple weeks of hesitating, I tried calling him. Which failed, because cell service where he is kind of sucks. But I tried a few times and when that didn't work, I Facebooked him. I didn't say much, just what I wanted and needed him to hear, and I'm waiting to hear back. It's been 2.5 weeks and I have to be honest, my hopes aren't high. I needed to try, though, because not saying what I needed to say was becoming a bigger burden than finally gathering the thoughts and putting them out there.
I know that right now all I can do is be patient and wait for fate to do its thing. I truly believe that whatever's meant to be will be, and in the end I really just want to know that I tried everything I could to make things go how I wanted them to. And I've done that, I think. For now I'm just going to continue to focus on myself: my job, my life, my writing, my health. Pretty much what I've been doing all this year, just with a more happy, at peace mentality about it, if that makes sense.
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