While my neighbors were busy blowing shit up and lighting things on fire, I thought it would be a good opportunity to sit and reflect on things. It’s been a year since my breakup and I’m single and loving it (for the most part). My current status doesn’t look like it’s going to change anytime soon, and prospects are nil since I jettisoned online dating. (Good riddance).
A fellow blogger is preparing an anthology on handling breakups and recently asked for my thoughts on the subject. I’ve been rejected countless times, but I’m 4-0 when it comes to dumping vs. being dumped…although it was a close call with Rebecca. I ended up blocking her on Facebook. I’ve tried being friends with exes in the past, but it never seems to work. I don’t think I’ll bother trying in the future. Cutting off all contact seems to be way forward, otherwise it’s hard to move on.
I was supposed to go on my first Meetup in months this past weekend, now that work has calmed down and I have free time again. I’ve been absolutely killing it at work this year. The past two months were my biggest months ever, financially. I’m on track to make 10-15K more than I did last year, and my goal is to earn a similar increase next year as well. I’ve certainly worked long and hard enough for this and my efforts are finally paying off.
However, the Meetup – a group hike on the beach – was canceled due to questionable weather and nesting piping plovers. Better luck next time. There are plenty of other upcoming Meetups and I’ve already signed up for goat yoga (which is the latest craze). I’m not really into yoga, but who doesn’t love baby goats? Besides, it looks like a lot of fun.
In the meantime I continue to work on myself and do my own thing. I’ve made progress on some of the items listed in my last post. I booked my trip to California in September. I bought a new car. I donated four bags of clothes and picked up some new ones. My new bed is on the way. Half my living room is full of stuff for a garage sale. I completed a couple more landscaping projects around the house. I’m even looking ahead to October and planning a Halloween party.
And while I’ve been slacking on the blog front (namely Descent Into Dadness), my journal is still going strong. There are some sizable gaps here and there, but I try to write in it every day and it’s been going strong for 25 years. That’s right, it goes all the way back to 1992. I’m still in the process of transcribing all my handwritten entries into one big Microsoft Word file. At last count I have over 1.5 million words – the equivalent of two Bibles.
It’s a real trip going back and reading old entries. One of my favorite things to do is read entries from the same day last year, then five and even ten years ago. It’s interesting to see what’s changed. One thing I have noticed is a greater maturity of expression than I had two or three years ago. I give more thought to what I say now and how others may perceive it. And while I’m still a raging horndog, I don’t converse about sex and dating as much as I used to. I cringe reading some of my old online conversations.
Anyway, that’s about it for now. I’m busy doing my own thing these days (as if I know anything else). I’m excited for the summer and all the possibilities it holds.