Saturday, September 3, 2011

Nibble Nibble little mouse......

I'm 36.  I'm single (not legally yet, but close enough).  I'm intelligent, reasonably good looking, a decent cook, and a pretty good mother to my kids.  Why on EARTH is it that I'm constantly being asked out by married men and the barely shaving crowd?

I have to wonder what these married guys are attracted to?  Do I have that newly single smell?  What exactly does that smell like?  Ramen noodles, and beer? Freedom...it's the liberating scent of freedom! They like it, and they want some of it! Don't these guys realize I have so much baggage, I have to pay a surcharge just to walk THROUGH the airport?  Uh, not to mention...they're MARRIED?!
  
I tell these fellas to stay away.  I don't do well with married men. I've already had a relationship with one, and it hasn't ended well.  Now, we both have lawyers, and separate bank accounts.

And the young ones....this one I truly can't fathom.  Do they want me to cook them dinner, and do their laundry? Read them a bedtime story? Do I remind them of their mother? 

Do I smell like gingerbread?!!

I am actually flattered by all this, but the reality of my life at the moment is this... I am becoming an independent woman.  I will stand on my own two feet, for my own sake, and for the sake of my three monkeys.  I have a potentially fantastic career ahead of me, and a wonderful family to raise.  I don't need any unnecessary distractions.

I've come to realize how important it is to become your best YOU before you can ever share yourself with someone else. 

I'm not ready to share yet.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

GOOOOOAAAAAALLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It blows my mind how many times I've started something only to quit halfway through when presented with a challenge.  The only thing, until now, that I've ever followed through with is childbirth, and frankly, after a certain point, I didn't really have a say in the matter.


I am proud to report, that I completed a licensing course for my present line of work.
In the grand scheme of things, it really isn't that big a deal, but to me it's tremendous.


First, I paid the money for the course. Parting with money is not something I do easily.
I love being surrounded by dead presidents, and it hurts me deeply when they leave me.


Second,  I had to actually study the information.  Sitting down is something I do well.  Focussing is not. My friends joke that I'm worse than a crow.  Something shiny passes through my periphery, be it an object or an idea, and my thought train is completely derailed.  Luckily I was given five months to complete a course that should've only taken me three weeks.  I made certain to utilize that time to it's full potential.


I read over the information, did the online quizzes, three times, constantly dreading the pending exam.
I eventually threw caution to the wind and just took the test.  And I PASSED it.


The next day, I walked into my work, informed everyone of my recent accomplishment, and reiterated my interest in fulltime employment.  They all congratulated me,  and asked me if the coffee was ready yet.


Baby steps, I thought....but steps in the right direction.  I've made my first goal!  I have many more to achieve, and I will reach them, one play at a time. I've just gotta keep head held high and my eye on the ball!