One one thousand, Two one thousand, Three one thousand... Breathe In... Breathe out. Slowly... Slowly...
Now that I have taken all the pressure off of myself to date 'someone special', I slept easier. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted. It felt good to be single ALL DAY. Now I can start focusing on the rest of my absolutely insane life. And focus on the breaths. Don't panic. Everything is actually going to be just fine. Cause I got a plan for whatever is gonna come my way.
Here is the thing. When work was going somewhat well, when we were busy and grabbing a few jobs here and there, I was ready to get that happy part of my dating life in order. I started this blog, I signed up on the sites. Happy Happy. The thing is, the work life has gone absolutely topsy-turvy. Yup. Our firm is in negotiations and will likely be 'assimilated' by one said mega-beasty-corporate-firm within a few weeks. I am mourning the loss of the boutique design firm that was once my career path. Deep Breath. Smile.
I have weighed all the good options too. We will have awesome resources and the chance to do work all over the country... perhaps world. That's nice. Only things aren't quite settled and a lot of my friends are thinking of what to do. So it is sad too. I am worried about my friends who are losing their jobs, getting moved to other firms and most importantly what happens to my mentors. The coolest part of my firm was my whole team, not just my colleagues in Denver. But at the other offices too. They are so talented and just inspire you to pull out all the stops.
Okay... I will stop waxing poetic about my work. But it affects things. When one part of your life is good, it is guaranteed that another part will upend itself. So maybe if work is crazy I will just meet someone out of the blue? Ha Ha... see kids... still the hopeful romantic! Besides I have a few good guy friends that are cool enough to hang out with and watch football games. They just need to pony up their cute single friends. Again... sense of humor still intact!
Oh anyway. I promise this blog will stay interesting. I actually have a phone number burning a hole through my purse right now. It scares me because it is a set up. I'm overwhelmed with the expectations of it. So I haven't called him yet. But I will. Tomorrow. Uh huh. That is what I said on Sunday. And Monday. And Tuesday I say... I will call him tomorrow. No worries... still breathing... with a paper bag.
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