Cheers for 2015!

I did it. I have blown the sides of my comfortable little box wide open. I ended last year with the release of my first book, a novella that, while not a best seller, I can take pride in the fact that I wrote my first book, and am currently working on another two.

Beyond that, and wow, is that crazy for me to even say?!, is that I have followed a dream and travelled to Ireland. I’m actually sitting in the hotel pub! My holiday here ends on Tuesday before I venture into London and then onto France to visit with my brother and his family.

I wrote back in June (Really? That long ago??) that I was going to start living boldly (you can read about it here). I gave a list of things that I wanted to accomplish, and while I never made it to the dance classes, I did make it out of the country. This is, in my mind, a much bigger leap in the “live boldly” pool.

What can I try and challenge myself with this year? Of course theres the obligatory “lose weight,” “exercise more,” “Get healthy,” routine that I pledge to do every year, but never get around to doing… Maybe a bit of reverse psychology is needed? This year I resolve to do nothing healthy, eat pure crap and laze around all the time?

This year I will try to respect myself more. I am who I am, nothing more, nothing less. I can’t expect people to like me if I don’t like myself. How can I like myself if I don’t respect myself?

This year I’m going to do at least three things that will better me. Maybe learn something? Train for, and complete, something? I don’t know, but it has to be three things.

This year I’m going to be a better Mom, and a better daughter. I let the events of early last year control so much of my time. It’s been almost a year; it’s time to move on.

I’m sure there’re more things that will pop into my brain as the year goes; we’ll see what happens in 2015.

What’s a girl gotta do?

I was at a a lovely meeting and luncheon this morning, getting some great ideas for my writing when the presenter brought blogging into her discussion. I immediately focused my attention because 1) duh, I blog (okay, so it is sporadic in timing, and very random in topics; it is a reflection of me *grins*), and 2) I want to learn all I can about the craft and marketing myself, gaining an audience, so when I finally have my book up for sale, more people than just my family and friends will purchase it. The presenter was talking about how blog posts should not be boring (oops!) and hopefully they would be reader centered, and what my goal is: relatable. Somehow during her presentation I mentioned my blog and what / how I write. And why. And then my mind began to wander off… not permanently, I kept up with the discussion and her suggestions, but an idea for this post was formed. (I expect you all to be “oohing” and “ahhing” ┬áin amazement right now.)


What is this amazing post idea, you wonder? My mind drifted to the questions of dating after divorce, and wondering what the hell it takes to meet single people within my age bracket. You would think that my working at a home improvement store and encountering contractors every day would make this easy, but nope, not so much. I guess it is too much time spent in the role as a middle school teacher corrupted my brain on how to act when a man flirts back with me (remember my Adventures in Derp post? Read it here). So, I am wondering what I have to do to meet nice, non-crazy men and go out on dates? Before you ask, yes, I am on dating sites but so far they have all been meh.


Loki eyeroll

Yea, I know that I should not be obsessed about this, but being single for this long sucks. I’m ready to move forward, but, and again I ask, what do I have to do? Stay tuned…