My Laugh out Loud Moment

So of course just a few hours ago I posted about being totally bored out of my mind. In response, God gave me a laugh out loud moment about a half hour ago. Now that my ex, his illegal wife/girlfriend, their three year old child, and the my next door neighbor are all best friends forever, they seem to want to party on the third floor every weekend. What makes me laugh is that the witch next door thinks she's part of the family. As such she thinks she can be just as rude to me as they are. Some days I feel like telling her that the same hero she sees in the Super is the same guy I broke up with because he has to have his mother think for him. At first I found myself angry that they now are bringing foolishness up to the third floor. But then I found myself laughing because it reminds me how lucky I was, even at 30, to not get tangled up with stupid people. Seeing the supers family makes me really happy that no matter how messed up my family may be, they are messed up even more. LOL. How ironic.

For the most part, I've been a lady and have kept my distance from all the false talking they've been doing about me. However, with that said, I am sure one day I will expose the Supers little secret that he didn't tell them all. I hope I will get to move into my own, better space soon. In the meantime, I'll keep laughing and thanking God that I stand out from the crowd in a good way.

The High School Experience

I went iceskating with Susan the other day and had a fantastic time while also being terrified of falling and breaking something! I had only been iceskating once before many moons ago so standing on ice on thin blades brought out excitement yet fear of getting hurt with no medical insurance. I went for it anyway! Susan is a really good skater and gave me some tips for being on the ice. I was at least able to maintain my balance which was a good start. I held on to the wall the first ten minutes or so but shortly afterwards, one of the skate guards ( I soon found out his name is Jesse) came by and encouraged me to not hold on to the wall. Slowly…and I do mean slowly, I was able to give up that crutch and ease my way towards the center on the rink. The skate guard kept popping up every so often to see how we were doing. Susan and I were trying to figure out if he was hitting on us or just being overly diligent with his job. As we continued to skate, talk, and have fun, Jesse skated by again to comment on our progress.
About five minutes after he skated away, another guy approached me and said he had a message for me. I was like “are you sure you have the right person?” and he said yes. He said one of the skate guards likes you and is asking for your phone number. LOL. I felt like I was having a high school experience. While I never had anyone like me in high school, I certainly felt like this was once of those moments you watch on all those high school shows where the guy is afraid to talk directly to the girl so he sends a representative with a message. Too cute! I sent back a message that I don’t give out my number however if he gives me his number I will call him. With that a few minutes later there was Jesse giving me his number. I did ask him some basic questions. He failed the one about kids…he has too many for such a young age. He’s 33 and has five kids. You know that means multiple baby mamas. What’s with these guys not practicing safe sex?!? I’m curious though about his story so I’ll call him on Sunday. Nothing to lose since he doesn’t have my number and my number doesn’t come up on caller ID. I’m going to put it out to the universe that I have more high school experiences and that soon out of that the right man will come through with the right message! In the meantime, I skate on knowing that the ice is not as thin as I thought and that I haven’t fallen on it yet. But if I do, I know I’ll be able to get up unharmed and keep moving forward.

Saturdays with Suze

I’m so bored right now so it must be the weekend. I think I need to go back to The Artist Way approach and have my artist dates with myself be on the weekend since nobody else has time to call or spend with me (except for two people). Despite sheer boredom, I do feel good. Felt really productive especially the last two days. Wednesday I did my laundry which is always a major accomplishment considering I have to lug everything down three flights of stairs and three block to the laundromat. I hate that place. I can’t wait for the day when I live in my own space with all of the amenities that I want and need. Obviously being able to wash and dry my clothes without having to go outdoors is a huge plus! I know I equally hate laundry days just for the mere fact that I my lazy sister has access to everything for doing nothing. Oh well, can’t let that stop me from clean clothes and smelling Downy fresh. Life goes on and I certainly need clothes to wear in this life (well…sometimes…lol).

When I got back I pulled out more clothing from my closet for donation. I was watching Enough Already with Peter Walsh last week and he said there are two types of logic when it comes to the stuff. I fit the category of holding on to items “just in case I might need it”. While I’m not a hoarder by any means since I don’t have excess anything, I am guilty of hanging on to clothing. My logic was I need to hold on to this stuff because from a financial perspective it would be difficult to replace an item if necessary. The negative side to that logic is that clothes remain on the hanger, on the shelves, overflowing from a small space…unused and not necessary. If I’m not wearing it because it’s no longer my style or too big for my reduced waistline, that also means somebody else who really needs it isn’t wearing it either. Between Wed and Thurs I found some great items for Dress for Success, a program that helps women with their interview skills, confidence, and business attire for their interviews. Yesterday I hauled a huge bag of work attire, shoes, and pocketbooks to the DFS Office. The donation was greatly appreciated by the organization. I felt really good knowing that I am helping some other women in some small way. I felt really good on my train ride home. I even stopped by the supermarket and picked up some stuff. I love the market, hate carrying all that heavy stuff back but I did it! Took a great shower after I put everything away. I still have items for Goodwill. I will take them there next week. I already feel lighter now that some of the unnecessary stuff is gone. It’s amazing considering it wasn’t much at all. Tomorrow I will pack up books and check in to see if I can donate them someplace also. I hate throwing books in the garbage but if I must they will go into the recycling pile. If I was really tapping into my business side I would open up an Ebay account and sell some of this stuff. However, for me, I feel better donating these things. It just feels right to donate than to sell. In freely letting go, I find I’m more empowered to handle whatever comes my way each day.
I should be out someplace. It’s nice and cold out and I’ve been in heaven with all of the snowfall. I’m going to scout around now for what I will do for my date with myself next weekend. For tonight, it’s my usual date with Suze Orman. Hey…at least she’s pretty reliable and is always on time. LOL. Now if I could only get someone to cook dinner for me then it would be the ultimate date. Ha ha.