My drive home is always a long one. I live about an hour and 20 from home. Sometime the drive gives me time to reflect. People tease me because I choose to drive. It is in that drive to and from work that I get to think, create, listen to music and catch up with my friends on the phone.
So to those of you who wonder why I choose to drive….
Don’t worry, it is my choice and I am ok with that.
My friends tell me that I need to blog. They say that the stories that I tell are so crazy. The stories are just what happened to me during the day.
Yet as I try to figure out what to write I find myself at a loss. I wonder if my talent isn’t in the art of the talking. Because when I go to write my mind gets all trapped up and worried in my spelling and grammar. So, then I wonder if I should take a class. Then my mind says, just write. Just write let it flow and see what happens.
Sometimes we need to jump in with both feet and just go despite our fears.
Ideas? Thoughts?
So as I am stuck in traffic yet again my mind wanders.
Dating. Is it worth it? Why is it so hard to meet someone? Why do the wrong guys fall so in love with me? Why do married men hit on a woman so much? As many as have hit on me…… It really makes me wonder if any man can love one woman? Then my mind goes to the show sister wives. Is that why men want more then one woman? One question leads to another question.
I realize I am super busy with my business and with my kids. But there has to be a better way to meet guys. On line is just awful. They all seem to fall into a few categories. Yes, I admit that some people have found the love of their lives on a website. For me…. I wonder if that works. I don’t have hours and hours to weed through pages and pages of profiles and then hours of IM-ing an phone calls. Along with texting and emails.
So, I am stuck with social events, bars and church. As of yet, I have not found a church that I like or I can get to with my kids. However as much as my x pushed the bible and religion on us. It might be time to go back and find that balance. So then do I pick a big church and drive to it. Or do I pick something small near my home in Culleoka, tn? I guess this like most choices I just go in head first!
Social evens….. I am not much on the bar scene. Don’t like the smoking or the late nights.
Sometimes I wonder if I pick the wrong type of guys because I am afraid of having someone wonderful in my life. Kind of like how some people are afraid of success in work……
Yet when I think about all that I have over come. How can I be afraid of being happy in any regard. Time I believe is the biggest predator of my life. Here I am in traffic yet again, time slipping by.
What is a girl to do?
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