Boarding pass printed
All systems are go, my friends.
I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again. Actually, I’ll be back on Monday but wouldn’t it be awesome to just escape without a thought as to when you had to return? Hmmmmmm. Something to think about but I really do enjoy the life that I have so coming back to it is something I’m also looking forward to.
By this time next week, I should have a new (to me) car. I’ve pretty much settled on the Honda. Or maybe a Mazda6. Or maybe a Mitsubishi Eclipse. Yeah, I’ll probably get the Honda.
Not having a car has reeked havoc on my workout schedule (boo) but I will definitely get back on track next week. I’m also going to hold myself to a much stricter diet after this weekend. Abs are made in the kitchen, you know.
I have a lot to say but moving what I have to say from my head to the screen is proving to be quite difficult. I wonder why. I’ve been composing this post for at least 96 days but I just can’t seem to get it together. Okay, let’s try this … you know when you’re pregnant (or know someone that is/was) and you don’t want to share the news too early because you don’t want to jinx it? Know what I mean?
No, I’m not pregnant!
I’m almost 46 years old!!!
What I look like bringing more babies into the world??
Anyway, I didn’t share that I was single again 96 days ago because I wasn’t sure if this breakup would take. I’ve walked away from my almost seven year relationship quite a few times but I always went back. This time … not so. I ended it at the end of February and haven’t seen or spoken to him since March 28th. This one has definitely taken. I am finally free. We would have “celebrated” our 7th anniversary tomorrow but instead I’m taking off and celebrating my freedom.
I won’t go into the details because it’s really none of your business. It just wasn’t working and hadn’t been for a while but my fear kept me there. Fear of looking like a failure. But I finally realized that I would rather look like a failure than stay in something that isn’t working for me. Enough already.
Don’t worry, this blog isn’t going to turn into the “Single Girl Woes” cause I don’t have any woes. I’m fine but I needed time to process this whole thing and try and figure out how to function as a single woman again. The journey is interesting. I’m rediscovering things about myself that I had been ignoring for way too long.
And I threw away all my thongs.
Enjoy the long weekend and I’ll see you when I get back.