It’s a Saturday night and my son is spending the night with his father and grandparents. I am supposed to want to go out, or maybe have male company over; just do something besides what I normally do – just sit in the house and watch TV. I want to want to go out. I want there to be a man I am excited to see. This will be about the third time I was free to go out but sat at home instead. siiiggghhhh.
The last time Tyler was with his dad my grown behind 10 year old neighbor said, I know you’re going out. I gave her my normal line, I partied and clubbed enough before I had Tyler that I don’t go anymore. I grew tired of it. You should make sure you get all of your partying out before you have kids too. She snickered and said if you’re not going out, snicker snicker, then you must be having somebody come over, snicker snicker. Grown. I got mad, defensive, then went inside. She is right that most people probably would go do something. Siiiggghhh. As you see, I still remember that conversation and am trying to use it as motivation to get out and go, at least pick up the phone and call one of two guys that have expressly asked me to call them when I have free time.
On the relationship front and on the career front, I know where I want to be ; I have the long-term goal set clear as a picture in my mind. The trouble is, all of the short-term goals that will get me to the long-term goal each seem like monumental tasks.
I have started actively working on the career goals. I applied to a very reputable college that has an online program. I have searched a few scholarship databases and now need to start writing essays. That is do-able. One step at a time. I can break that process down into manageable steps. Finding a man with whom I can imagine having a future with is not such an exact science. Being at the right place at the right time to cross paths with him. I want to say that I will leave that to God but I’m sure that God needs me to at least leave the house. lol. I’d love it if this wonderful man who I envision as my partner had some reason to know where I live and just come knock on my door! Maybe I will stop being so hard on myself. I guess it means I am not really ready yet. I have been single for about two years now. I am close to ready but, if I’m ready to be out and about, I’m obviously not 100% ready.