My super showed me how to remove the window panes and I did the damn job myself. Pain in the butt, but now I’m not embarrassed to open my shades.
Trish's Life List
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1. find my passion
2 entries . 21 cheers1,869 people -
2. Have a totally different life by this time next year
3 entries . 19 cheers981 people -
3. Spend less time fooling around on the net and more time actually working
1 entry . 5 cheers5,503 people -
4. break my tv addiction
1 entry . 15 cheers19 people -
5. journal on a regular basis
1 entry . 11 cheers10 people -
6. lose that last 10 pounds
1 entry . 3 cheers12 people -
7. stop procrastinating
1 entry . 5 cheers26,965 people -
8. Learn how to remember peoples' names
1 entry . 7 cheers1,718 people -
9. sell my junk on ebay
1 entry . 5 cheers143 people -
10. Put my photos in albums
1 entry . 2 cheers104 people -
11. reply to email in a timely manner
1 entry . 7 cheers38 people -
12. fix things up around the house
2 entries . 3 cheers1 person -
13. Volunteer
1 entry . 9 cheers4,888 people -
14. Play with my kitties more often
1 entry . 7 cheers2 people -
15. Get to bed earlier
1 entry . 5 cheers178 people -
16. manage my time better
1 entry . 3 cheers1,429 people -
17. Get my t-shirt business off the ground
1 entry . 4 cheers4 people
But I prefer to say that only by being willing to experience deep pain can we ever hope to experience great joy.
So I’ve loved and lost. Or loved and realized that it really wasn’t going to work out so I better stop things now before we get into a 2 1/2 year relationship that was better off ending at 3 months and ripping off the bandaid now would ultimately be less painful than letting things linger and fester until we hated each other. Yeah.
So I’ve cried (a lot) and talked with friends (a lot) and therapists (a lot) and questioned and regretted and appreciated and all that. And even though it hurts…
Again! Again!
Okay, so the relationship ended. Amicably, thankfully. But now I’m swimming in that pool again. I don’t feel entirely ready to dive into something deep and enveloping, but meeting some new men is, I think, a thing that would be good for me. And to that end, I have a date Saturday. Woo.
