Maybe. I don’t know. All I know is that 6 days of no fb and I am in a whole lot more positive mood. *chuckle* Girl Scouts’ honor *holds up GS swear fingers* I woke up happy Friday morning. I wasn’t even mad at the alarm clock for once in my life and I’ve been waking up to an alarm clock since I was 10 years old. My first clock was a birthday gift from my mother who told me it was now my responsibility to get myself up in the morning. I didn’t like that Big Bird clock nor any other since. *chuckle* But Friday morning I was way too tickled at the dream I had had the night before to be mad. *spoiled contented sigh*
If this is what 6 days with no fb does, I wonder how much better it will be the longer I stay away?
I had meant to spend the week posting true love stories that I remember before my memory fades but I just got busy doing other things. Believe it or not the hardest time to stay away from fb is at work. Like I’ve posted before, I use it as filler time while I wait for people to respond to emails and phone calls.
It use to be that people got 5 business days to get back to me. This week people had 48 hours. Period. If I had to send a second email, I cc’d their supervisor. *smirk* I know there are some people who wish I would go back to fb. *chuckle* I was way too productive this week and I wasn’t interested in listening to anyone else’s drama. *chuckle*
I had a lovely Valentine’s Dinner. I had to wait until Thursday, 2/16/12 to eat it though. I picked up some stomach thing over the weekend. No biggie though because it was still delish and I was full as two ticks! *lol* Faidley's crab cake, linguine with capers, olive oil, and cheese, and brussels sprouts.
Yeah. I know, presentation could have been better but it was still delicious so whatever. *chuckle*
Even made myself heart shaped cupcakes. I’m still perfecting how much batter goes into each heart tin. This year I put two dollops and they still overflowed. It didn’t seem like there was that much in the bottom but at least this time they kept their heart shape somewhat. *chuckle* I guess this means one dollop per cupcake tin. *lol* I’m learning.
I took a break from the internet sites period. No fb, BA, OHN, or BL. It was hard those first few days but today? Heck, I don’t want to go back!
Six whine free days! *chuckle* And it was lovely. Someone is always whining or unhappy about something. I don’t have a man. There are plenty of them out there ain’t nothing stopping you from having one but you. If my fat out of shape behind is turning down men then anyone who wants one should be able to get one.
I’m still getting my sexy back. *chuckle* I was out one day and just felt the need to strut! *lol* I think I had been watching Staying Alive and it put me in the mind to do some strutting. I was working my walk that day. Could not tell me a thing I didn’t already know. I even caught this really petite looking olive skin toned guy checking me out smiling. I was like, not yet, give me a few more months and I’ll be ready for you.
Well, dang it, I went and sat down for an extended period and when I got up again everything from my waist down was calling me names! *lol* My hips were like, HEFFA! You know you ain’t strutted in years! You got to warn us with some stretches and sh*t before you just up and decide you are sexy again!
*lol* So I’ve started my stretching routine again. Ugh! Sad to say it is so needed.
But I digressed, people whining that they hate their life, they hate their family, they hate this that and the other. *shrug* I just ain’t there and I ain’t interested in being there. I’m not saying that I don’t throw a pity party from time to time but I always temper it by remembering there are AT LEAST a billion people in this world who would trade places with me in less than a blink of an eye and who I wouldn’t trade places with for any amount of money.
I lived there in Bitterland or I Hate Land or Lonely Land or whatever a person is whining about at any given time in my newsfeed once upon a time, then I got busy and occupied my time with other things. Then I looked up and suddenly I didn’t live there anymore.
Everyone is on their own journey in this life. I am hoping I am finished with that part of the journey. That I have lived and learned from those past sojourns in those dry waterless places. I know my challenges aren’t done. I just hope those challenges are done and I move on to new lands to conquer. I wish those still struggling the best and hope to welcome them on the other side of tribulation which is jubilation. Never realized until now that those two words rhymed. Makes a person think.
Yeah. I could tell people how to get out of their funks. As a matter of fact I have but if a person ain’t ready to hear that their relationship is over then they won’t accept it. If a person is lonely and wants desperately to be in a relationship then the last thing they want to hear from me or anyone else is that they need to learn to love themselves first. They will get mad and defensive and assure all that they love themselves. But ask them to quickly name three things that they love or even like about themselves and see if some stuttering and stammering doesn’t happen. They have to learn it for themselves.
Back when I use to hide my smile, a guy I dated briefly asked me did I like myself. I had to think about it before I answered because I didn’t but I didn’t want him to know that.
Ask me now what I love or like about myself and I can do at least a five minute monologue. *chuckle* You might have to interrupt. I’ve come to like and love the odd, chunky, cheery, chocolate cherub that is me.
Anyway, back to my week of loving me.
Oh my word, Saturday me and the Sandman had a lovely day together. I kept telling myself I needed to get up and run some errands and Mr. Sandman kept saying no I didn’t and come back to bed. *chuckle* I got up and made lunch with the intent to get myself together to go out and run those errands. But lunch was so good I laid across the bed to revel in it and next thing I knew I was asleep again. *lol* I haven’t slept a whole Saturday away in years. By 5:30 pm I gave up trying to go out and got up and made dinner.
Of course that meant I had to run errands, wash clothes, and cook today but I had the energy to burn today so, I guess yesterday was needed. I wish more people could find a way to carve out a day of bliss that easily. I even had energy to blog about my week and tweak CCW1’s post. I have one paragraph to add and that post is done!
So now, what to do with fb? I actually do have some folks on there who I’d miss if I cut fb out all together. I definitely need to severely limit it though. Eh, I’ll figure it out. My week of peace isn’t over until Tuesday.
*tips mug at monitor*
