I'm a 58 year old woman & this past weekend I met a 22 year old man & we...you know what.....wink, wink...anyways I've been told to go for it, well I definitely did go for it & I got him....no apologies, no guilty feelings whatsoever:)
I don’t know what it’s like to not either have a crush, be in love or be heartbroken. I don’t know who I am beyond being constantly plagued by those feelings. I want it to stop.
It's an affordable, but still decent meal. It really helps stretch things on my tightening budget these days. Leftovers from the day before - it can be anything, like breakfast hash for example - plus a soup base of your choice, even half a can of on sale condensed broccoli soup, and voila, you have dinner. I fill my growling tummy and don't feel guilty about wasting food, which I hate to do especially since we waste way too much food in Canada already.
Chasing after girls…I have all the typical physical male attributes to be an “alpha male” chasing after girls: height, looks, muscles, masculinity, and yet… I confess that as far as I’m concerned, women - all of them, can quite literally disappear from earth tomorrow, and other than for their vital role in sustaining life in this planet (for which I want no involvement in), I would not even notice they are gone. I do not experience, nor have I ever experienced, the slightest physical, sexual or emotional attraction to any of them. Its really interesting how nature works!
I like Vancouver to a point. I wish I explored more of it, and I can, since I still live here. I have been thinking of finding a job that pays good money and when I get enough money I may leave to a smaller city in the interior. The city life and me might be over. I am thoroughly enjoying the slower life the pandemic brought and I call that a sign that the fast life and me might need a separation or maybe even a divorce. I wonder how slow the slow life is in a smaller city.
My condo overlooks a tennis court. I spend most of my day making tennis ball sounds with my lips as I work on a laptop. Pop! Pop! Pop!
I love the idea of warm chocolate chip cookies on a rainy day with some milk by the window or hot chocolate. It gives off that calming vibe when all you do is think and gaze as life drops you buy those morning dew drops.
I heard her husband was in poor health and my first thought was widowed means available!
Life in pre pandemic times was so much better. I hate how much this has affected my mental health. I use to be so active and free. Now I feel like a completely different person; Like I lost myself. As if I am shrinking, smaller, and smaller.
I use to reach out to other and reply to messages quickly, but now I don't know what to say. Everyone is dealing with their own problems / issues and I don't want to burden them with mine.
I want the entire world to be safe but at the same time decide what we decide we shouldn't be criticized for it.
I wish everyone to be well and safe.
I saw a commercial and asked my husband if I could shave him tonight with a sweet tash he refused, so I asked if I could finally clean up all the hair down there instead and he agreed. I’m so happy tonight not going to get a hair stuck deep in my throat for a few weeks. Plus he can feel what’s it’s like to have the itch of grow back.