Observations While Out in the World

I enjoy going out.  I have said that I enjoy watching people interact with each other.  I know that when I wear a blouse that shows some cleavage, it is because I want someone to see it.  Sometimes I just feel sexy. Sometimes I want to show off my tattoo.

Going out to a club can be better than going to the movies for me.  I get to watch a mix of all the things I like. Romance, Comedy, Drama, Suspense all set to music. Some of the music I know or music I don't know.

Last night I went out with my sister.  We did the "cheap date" dinner, had drinks and just caught up.  I like to tell her stories of my dating experiences.  We like to talk about the things we see and the things we want to do.

I have to admit that while at the "club" we went to I normally drink.  I didn't last night.  I had a beer with dinner and a couple of mixed drinks.  I know it wasn't enough to even get me tipsy.  Let me just say that I know I need to find someplace else to go when I think, "I'm not drunk enough for this mess!" or if I find myself wishing for some other altered state of consciousness.  I would have been able to fool myself into thinking I was having more fun than I actually was.

I did see some people that I like seeing.  That is always nice.  Though not enough to promote my continued presence.  I did see someone I haven't seen in a while.  I don't know this person at all.  We danced together back in July and he was a great dancer.  I didn't recognize him until I saw him on the dance floor.  I know his name and that he is a good dancer, but really nothing else.  Oh, I learned something else.  Breath mints! The man needed a box of breath mints.  I went over to speak and when he turned to me and opened his mouth, My eyes started to water as the smell of hot, rotting fish filled my nostrils. I blinked and prayed the conversation would be brief.  He said a few other things and asked me if I was dancing tonight and I said, "Maybe later."  I hoped I would be able to find him a mint or offer him some gum before we were face to face on the dance floor.  I had to go make sure my skin didn't peel off a bit.  I was stunned.  Later I was thinking, "I'm not drunk enough for this." and soon realized that I need to find someplace else to go.

Let's see how that adventure goes...

Move is a "four letter word"

I hate moving. I really hate moving. I really really hate moving. I really really really hate moving!!!

I am a pack rat. It is amazing the amount of clutter that one family can accumulate in the course of about three years. I've been spending some of my time off facebook working with some of the clutter. I don't want to move a bunch of trash, which is what I did the last two times I moved. Every session of sorting, shredding and trashing is bringing me closer to a more organized and peaceful home.

I go home after work and set a timer for about 20 minutes and work on a pile of mail, school papers or old papers that have been pulled out from under, well only the good Lord knows where all my crap was stashed. I've come across papers from five years ago. I'm saddened by that. Though I'm not embarrassed because, I'm not a hoarder. After watching a couple of episodes of that show, I can't help but want to throw away anything that I can't logically justify having. I do have some things that really should be donated to somewhere they can be put to good use. Like the box of remnant yarn I keep pulling out and putting back in my closet. I have not crocheted anything in over eight months. I CAN crochet, so that means I should have yarn around in the event a "string flinging" episode overtakes me and I must make something that won't match, stylistically speaking, anything that I or my children wear. Yeah, I'm digging that box out of my closet tomorrow!

I have a modest collection of shot glasses. I have been eyeing them lately, but I've decided they will stay for now. They are fun and they make me look like a drinker. LOL. Maybe I'll post them on ebay or something so someone can buy them. I guess I'll keep about 6 to 12 of them. I'll go home and count them to find out that I have like 14, so I'll end up keeping them all. They don't take up a lot of space anyway.

I think I will invest in a scrapbook or photo album. I have a lot of pictures just piled up in a box and not where they can be looked over or appreciated. I think I will make that my "hobby" project to encourage me to keep my facebook time to a minimum and do something that is creative with my hands, something that my family can enjoy.

The search for another place to park my pillow has been very frustrating. I have budget constraints and don't want to over tax my resources. It really sucks that what I want and what I can easily afford are so distant in reality. I will keep looking and hopefully find my upgrade soon.

Update: Facebook

Saturday will be four weeks without facebook.

I thought it would be harder, but it hasn't been that hard at all. Luckily, I like to watch shows on-line. I've caught up on some of the shows I like. I've gotten some direct messages from friends that miss me on there and feel that I am missing out on some networking opportunities, but feel I am spending more time doing for me and those important to me.

I am still struggling with my writing. I want to get to the point where I have stories to tell that are funny.

I am going to read a book about the five love languages. I also plan to read Act like a Lady, think like a man or something like that. I've read some excerpts and think I want to read more.

More to come...