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Last weekend i went on another date with captain excuses, and then sat back and read all his bs text messages.  The funny thing is, all I responded with were thumbs up emojis.  

Do men really think that "good morning beautiful" and "good night beautiful" is needed?  I find it annoying.  I find it trite.  I find it lazy and insincere.  I find it to be utter bullshit.  My female friends think I'm nutz on this point.   I don't need it, I don't want it.

I want a genuine text once in a while to let me know he has been reminded of me because of.....whatever.

There is a difference between routine and ....tradition?  Maybe that's the right word.

Routine is stupid texts that you send automatically because you "have to".  God forbid you miss a goodnight text.....all hell will break loose.  

Tradition is saying "I love you" before you hang up the phone, or when you part ways with a loved one. This may be the last time you speak.  Let those be the last words spoken.  Whether you are arguing, miffed, having a tough time at the moment......say "I love you".   I tell my family at every opportunity and many of my friends.  Not all are very comfortable with it, but I spread my love around like a warm blanket.  If I love you.  You are being told.

Take those plastic have to text messages and throw them out.  Be genuine.  Have real emotion. 

Oops off on a tangent.

This week I'm taking a coding class that my work paid for so I can revamp some important websites.  I will continue taking courses on my own because this is what I will be doing during my retirement to make money.  Database building, management and websites.  Remotely.  From wherever I please.

So that's a good start.

Friday i'm heading to Milford for the weekend to help my friends shop cook and prepare for our Shenanigans gathering Saturday night.  I've missed them since returning home from Florida and i'm glad they miss me too.  Saturday night I plan on partaking generously and cutting loose.  Laughter will cleanse my mind.

Then back to work, home, work, home.  I have this idea in my head to turn my apartment into a studio and use my bedroom as a walk-in closet.  Get rid of the dining room area that I have used twice in my 4 years of living there, move the living room furniture over and bring my bed out to where the living room was.  My best friend thinks it's a bad idea because "what if you have company".....I live here.  This is my living space.  I rarely have people over; if I do, and they can't see my bed, they shouldn't be here.  Anyways, I may do this.  It gives me some space to organize and clean out a lot of stuff while having the ability to close the door (not look at the mess).  I'm in a clean-it-out and let-it-all-go mood- I have too much stuff.  And if they raise my rent again next year like they did this year.......i will be moving.  I've thought about renting a room in someone's house.  It seems like there are a lot of people looking to houseshare with mortgages and rents being so damn high.  What more do I really need than a place to shower, and lay my head.  

The idea of living with someone else again gives me extreme anxiety.  People can be pigs.   But it's an alternative to living on the street or paying a ridiculous rental.  I'd rather have money in the bank than to keep throwing it at a sinking ship.

So, there's a lot of change and planning going through my head because time goes by fast and before you know it...........you're out of it.

Thanks for joining me on the thought process. 

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