Life Tastes Good...And So Do I

Well, life is full of details and complications. That's part of what makes it so fascinating. I return to work tomorrow morning, and I although I am not thrilled about returning to my company- I am very excited to return (fully) to my life. I am looking forward to spending more money at R-O-R! I blew another wad of Visa in there yesterday. It seems as though I cannot enter that store without purchasing an entire bagful of clothing. How nice for me. Yesterday, I found a new purse, black top, silver skirt, blue funky capri pants, a button down blue shirt to go with it, and the most incredible cream colored satin pants! They sound hideous, but they are not. If you have picked up an issue of Vogue in the last six months, you know the ones I am talking about.

My dating has been rocky. I went out with Dan the other night- nice guy, nice Rolex, but not up to my speed. Charles is a total hottie, but we have nothing in common. The thing that is so frustrating- my main problem, and it's not a problem- is that I cannot settle. It would be spitting in the eye of my very soul. I have no problem getting dates- I have a new stalker at the Grind, even- but finding the right flavor is so difficult. Must continue with the taste testing!

I consistantly look back at the men I have subjected myself to, and I must ask myself "why?". I haven't figured that out yet, but I know that I am supremely kosher in the moment. I find myself actually apathetic to dating. When the right one comes along, I am sure I will begin barking again. What the last date did for me was sublime- I have my mojo working. I have strange men all over me know- everywhere I go. It's kinda cool. I had almost forgotten what it was like to be me, and now I am recognizing myself again. I had been so caught up with Steve, and my hospitalization, and my almost-Cushings, and my illness- I had no mojo. Ta-daaaa!