The past few months have been, in a word, fabu (short for fabulous). Single, well, suits me right now. I'm giggly embracing the girliness that's been hiding under being in a relationship, and I love this 'once-was-lost-but-now-baCK' chick with a passion.
It's the little things: I take up my entire queensized bed when I sleep. I've redone my bedroom, living room, & bathroom to be all girly again. I've whooshed off for a weekend at last minute with about 50 friends, and other weekends get booked up quick to play in Muskamoot Bay, Poormans, Vegas, or wherever the fun is kickin'. Music is on from morning to night and I dance like a goof when I like a song. I wear lingerie & perfume to bed, lost 30 pounds & changed health habits all just for myself.
Put In Bay? OK!
Single-ly it's easier & awes (short for awesome) to do what I want, when I want, how I want with no reprecussions of stupidity or ashamedness because I've come to realize just how much I value myself, my beliefs and what I feel I deserve out of life. I have an all new set of standards in dating that I've been sticking to as well as a few expectations in the 'Act Like a Gentleman, Not a Douchy Player' department, and dates have truly been quality over quantity which reflects a new 'tude, especially because it frees up nights with the girls & boating with the guys. Ohhh... those nights with my girls.
Girls! Girls! Girls!
Life's been good so far (thank you, Joe Walsh. Now if I could have that Masaretti that does 185 I'd be set).
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