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Happy New Year

 Welcome 2021!  So far, i've had Covid-19, and broken my upper ankle by falling down the stairs.  

It's February 18th.  I've got a long way to go before 2022 so i better correct this trend.

Living situation: Changed.  I now have a roommate and live in a cute little town with a walking trail and 2 breweries within fairly decent walking distance.  The first couple of months were a bit stressful, with all of us adjusting to me being here, and me trying to find space in my new lodging.  It feels like everything has begun to settle and become our new normal.  I feel like moving here was a good decision. 


Work:  Same as it can be in a position that changes and evolves daily.  Covid has changed our world and how we fit into it, i don't care who you are.  I had very strong anxiety going into work every day in a hospital, feeling like i was playing russian roulette and wouild eventually get shot with the Covid bullet.

Since i've had and survived the virus, i'm more relaxed and less fearful for myself, however more fearful for others.  I'm grateful to have a job in this pandemic when so many do not.  

Men:  um. Same as always as far as I would like to share.  I do date, responsibly.  I do go out and interact with potential partners.  It's not the same as it was last year, or the year before however, the goal is the same.  To find the "one" perfect guy for me.  

Some people, generally those who already have a spouse, think i shouldn't be dating.  That i should wait until this pandemic is over.  Who is to say i will survive that long?  As long as i'm responsible I have no guilt at wanting to live the life i have, albeit altered.  I'm not in a hurry, and i've been selective.  Also, i'm an adult and other peoples opinions on my romantic life doesn't affect how i live it.

i'm getting so much better at following my instincts and acknowledging red flags when they appear.  I only wish i had these skills years ago when i really needed them.  

Married men still put themselves forth as single, Single men still shop online for a new woman a day, and there are definitely predators aplenty on the dating sites.  BUT there are also normal red blooded men who are looking for the same thing I am.  It's a game of chance, and of being extremely honest in an environment where honesty is rare.

Someone i want to spend time with, and want to talk to.  Someone who challenges my thoughts, someone i respect, and feel safe with ---someone i can't wait to see.  That someone is worth waiting for.

2021 is a continuance of growth and acceptance.  It is a year for me to stop worrying about what happens next and just take it as it comes.  Nothing is carved in stone.  I'm a free agent - and that means anything can happen.

Happy New Year.  Make it a good one. xoxoxo

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