Tag Archives: Single

The F word.

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Facebook. UGH.

There are several ways to approach Facebook. Either with a small group of your actual “friends” or as an attention whore, collecting any and everyone you’ve ever met. I don’t like my list of friends to be over 100 people. I un-friend people on a regular basis. If I don’t have anything to say to you personally? Buh Bye. So long! See ya later! I really could give a shit less about having a huge group of acquaintances online. Seriously. Are we in high school again, or what?

Frankly? I fucking hate it. I don’t care if you like my pictures, or me for that matter. I occasionally feel guilt-ed into adding someone I don’t know personally or like for that matter- but it’s a short window before I remove them. My children are on there- not to mention the pictures from my summer of drunken debauchery with my little sister. I don’t invite everyone in- and I have no problem extending long standing animosity. If I didn’t like you in high school, I still don’t. Get the fuck over it and quit trying to be my “Friend” now. Fuck off- I have enough friends. :)

But I’ve entered into a whole new Facebook hell. That fucking little heart that pops up when you go from “In a Relationship” back to “Single”. Just great. It notifies the entire world that yes… you’ve failed at having a meaningful relationship, again.

Just in case you don’t call EVERY fucking person you know to let them know your brief relationship has ended. Lovely.

I’ve learned my lesson, that’s for damn sure. I’m not giving up on dating- but I’m never “dating” on Facebook, ever again.

If you haven’t seen the South Park episode on Facebook- You MUST.

Single bliss

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I came in from the garden this afternoon absolutely filthy dirty, so I dropped all of my clothes at the door.

Danced and typed in my panties for an hour. Ahhhh.

Single bliss.

I’m on my own schedule- accountable only to myself and I absolutely love every second of it. I’m not always good at it- but I always love it.

I ran into one of my ex’s friends at the grocery store tonight . She asked about him and when I said we’d broken up she frowned and I had to bite the insides of my cheeks to keep from laughing. I finally just smiled…

J- I don’t want to offend you, but I’m so happy I could float.

W- What is he doing?

J- Living in a camper in someone’s driveway.

W- No way, that’s what he was doing when I met him 15 years ago…

J- Fabulous. Aw well- I wish him the best, as long as it’s away from me.

I really do wish him the best. I hope he meets someone who makes him happy and he lives happily ever after. I’m happier alone than I was with him and when I think about it…I know that when it’s the right guy, it will be twice as good. I’m happy enough just being happier :)

I wouldn’t mind if one of my friends wanted to date him- but I wouldn’t wish him on my worst enemy.

Don’t get me wrong… he would have been fine with me dancing in my panties to loud music- but it’s not the same. It’s blissful because he’s gone.

I ♥ my single life…. though I hope it includes Flintstone soon.

Oh me, oh my…

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My garden- this spring… before the tractor came and tilled it all up. Being single again has definitely made my garden appear to grow exponentially. I’ve wondered if maybe I should just cover half of it- and see how that goes?

Because this is an enormous field of dirt, lol :) Seeing it all flat- inspired me to make it what I really wanted it to be in the first place. Round. I’m a curvy, feminine girl- and when it comes to my garden- I like it better when it is too. Half of it used to be round- as my boyfriend at the time wanted straight rows. Granted it has worked, but weeding the 65′X4′ rows was unbearable compared to the circle.

But now it’s all mine… ha ha ha… and the whole damn thing is going to be round now :)

Assuming my arms don’t fall off in protest.