Best weekend ever

Saturday:

  • woke up and went to the Farmer’s Market with my dad (hooray fresh fruits & vegetables)
  • went to a bead show with my mom (nerds uniting with other nerds=amazing); got some fantastic things!!!
  • took the dogs to the groomer’s and they look adorable
  • cleaned my entire house including mopping/Swiffering and lots of laundry; I even used a screwdiver to put something together.
  • rewarded myself with *one* day off from the gym, pizza & beer, and Netflix/YouTubing lots of beading projects

Sunday:

  • woke up and went directly to the craft store with my list per Saturday night research
  • hyperventilated & was overwhelmed by the amazingness that is the craft store – it made me want to be the most creative person ever; had to cut the trip short…
  • went to the local community day with my mom; lots of walking in gorgeous weather; peoplewatching from a perfectly placed bench; a gourmet cupcake eaten while strolling; and watching a local dance team perform. I also found a vendor making pretty kitchen gadgets – I snagged a decorative coffee scoop that has a bag clip attached to the back of it! Two problems I face in my everyday life resolved via a pretty gadget. But the 2 highlights: I spotted a local martial arts place with their vendor tent displaying pink boxing gloves. Clearly I’m intrigued and it was like a romantic movie – at the same time that I was already walking over to find out more, one of the employees reached out and handed me a card for 2 free kickboxing classes and had me enter to win said gloves. I mentioned that I used to kickbox, have been trying to get back into it, and that I actually have pink gloves. She said “awesome, you’re already ready,” asked when the best nights of the week are for me, and told me someone will contact me. I. AM. PUMPED. I’ve been in a fitness slump/plateau lately and this is perfect timing. I used to go to the class at my gym, but this is much more convenient so I don’t have to rush from work. And I think it’ll be more hardcore. Second awesome thing: stumbling upon an Alex and Ani store. I have been on a stacking/arm candy HIGH for about a year now, and this store is the mecca of stacking. I was already pretty excited over all of the new bracelets I’d be making with yesterday’s haul, but then…this just topped it off. I can’t even describe it, but you should check out their website and prepare to want one of each. My mom was just as excited and said we’ll be going back. Here’s what I got:

my motto

  • I managed to tear myself away from the sparkly things, went back to the craft store, and did some damage. All of the beading stuff was 40% off and I had coupons for 40% off the two regular priced items. It was like they knew I was coming to buy everything. And just as I was stressing out over all of the ugly organizers/carriers, this baby jumped off of the shelf. It’s pink, portable, and has perfect compartments for my needs? SOLD.


  • left the craft store (skipping) and did some serious cardio at the gym to repent for the weekend’s indulgences…
  • came home and instead of opening up my work laptop, I organized my accessories:

apparently scarves are my “signature”

love long necklaces

  • took a nap after all of this and just woke up. Why? Because I am DREADING going to work tomorrow, it’s making me beyond sad, soo I’m staying up doing things that make me happy for as long as possible to postpone reality for just a little longer. Fingers crossed because I can’t handle another day in that place and sent out some great job apps…

Also, Saturday night I got into a web design book because I’ve been wanting to redo my site. But ever since I started this blog like 7 months ago, I’ve been disgusted and frustrated with all of the free templates. So instead of paying someone $150 for their creation, I’m going to try on my own. Just add that to my list of hobbies:

– photography
-bracelet making
-writing
-fitness/kickboxing/every activity I can
-reading
-cooking (ish)

(where do I get all of this energy and enthusiasm from??)

Clearly, I’ve been doing a superb job at distracting myself from my love life / work woes. I just have to keep throwing my energy into the things I love and I won’t have time to dwell on those crappy things. Am I a complete geek? Yep. Not even sorry. These are the things that make me happy and if getting excited over them keeps me from crying every day, or gives me something to look forward to when it seems like things can’t get worse, well then that’s awesome 🙂 I’m patting myself on the back for making my own happy, and having a productive/joy-filled weekend of upgrades and little things.

P.S. – I spend a lot of time with my parents and I love it.

The stats on my singlehood

That’s right. I’m taking a break from studying all of this finance stuff to well…calculate the numbers on how often I’m single. It’s really not a big deal, but I’ve really been thinking about it a lot lately. Not in a “wow, I need a man” kind of way. It popped in my mind Friday night when I was interviewing a married couple and trying to relate it to myself/my own situation. I remember part of my “speech” being about how I’d rather be in a relationship – I’m not someone who enjoys living it up as a single person and dating lots of people; I feel that I’m at my best when I’m in a relationship and that’s when I’m the happiest. Having said that, I also am ok with being single, and am not ok with dating trash/settling. So I don’t mind being single, but I don’t prefer it either. I seem to have an oddly higher tolerance than most people for being single… (And sidenote, yes – a lot of this stems from thinking about how I’m not with a certain someone, but w/e…)

 

SO. The last “long-term” relationship I was in, was for a year ending in September 2008. If you add up all of the time since then that I’ve actually “dated” someone, it’s a grand total of 10 months. And this was consistent dating, nothing really crazy (except that one guy was crazy…)

 

So for the 41 months elapsed since Sept 2008, I’ve spent 31 of those months single (76%). Very single. I don’t know why that’s so crazy to me. I guess it’s because 31 months is a very long time for such a  “relationship-kind-of-person” to well…not be in one. I actually had this conversation with a co-worker the other day. He was surprised that someone as independent as I am would ever want to actually be in a relationship. That’s harsh. lol I’m not some heartless bitch (yet. well on my way…) I have feelings too. I just tend to avoid them. They get messy and get in the way. Love clouds your otherwise sound judgment. Makes you do too many stupid things and forgive stupid people. Wow. That sounds bad. I’m not exactly making a case for myself here.

 

The point is that I would like…actually love, to be in a relationship right now. But only with one person. Other than that, the thought of being in a relationship makes me want to throw up. I think I’ve spent enough time over the past few years being on my own a lot and going through crap and learning who I am, and digging deep down to find a way not to hate people when they’ve hurt you. So I think all of that growing/experience/learning/reflection has finally put me in a place where I could possibly be in relationship again. But not with just anyone. You better be something special. Honestly, after the last one, I feel like I am capable of tolerating anyone’s crap and anything you try to throw at me. Guess that’s the whole “kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince” thing.

 

So I’m ready for the prince I guess. (I hate that I just said that, gross). Time to get my wifey swag back. It’s seriously being wasted. 😉