Solo Lunch 3/18/2019

How things have changed for me in one week…
Last Monday, I was not solo for lunch. I went lunch with a good friend. She insisted on me downloading the Bumble app.

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Reluctantly I did. I went through an swiped this way and that way for about a day. I had several matches and started a couple of conversations. Those conversations didn’t go anywhere. I matched with someone and we seemed to hit it off.
Our messages went from Bumble and moved on to texting directly. This was terrifying, but I decided to take that leap. Friday night he called. With my anxiety at DEFCON 1, I decided to take the call.
As an introvert, I am amazing at texting. I am funny, witty, and the words just seem to flow. I am same at letter writing. It’s just too bad that is now a lost art. When the phone of an introvert rings, panic strikes hard. For me, its the same type of panic felt when you see blue lights in the rearview mirror while driving down the road in a stolen car. I assume, I don’t know this from first hand knowledge. I’m just guessing.

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I don’t know what came over me. I grabbed my phone and answered the call. We spoke about different stuff for 19 minutes. I checked the time on my phone. To my surprise, I was able to keep the conversation moving and … I enjoyed it. It felt easy. Conversations never feel this easy for me, but this one did. I’m not sure why. Maybe it was the infatuation that was coursing through my body. Maybe it was the sound of his voice (he has an amazing voice).
Plans were made for next weekend. Great, a whole week to agonize over every single detail. Well, things happen the way they need to in life. Things shifted in my schedule and his schedule and we were able to meet up yesterday.
I went from a week to agonize to just 12 hours. I was now forced to do something that I have trouble doing. I would just have to do my best, and accept it.

Wow, a first date and self growth!!!

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He and I met and had an amazing time. Please don’t take this to mean that I will always be able to accept myself  and that I will be OK with myself, but this is a step in the right direction.

To be continued …

My first trip to Ikea

Hej! That is hello in Swedish. Today I had a chance to go to Ikea in Atlanta, GA. Now, this was the first time I have ever been to an Ikea store. It was sensory overload, but wonderful.

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I needed to start getting stuff for my apartment that I will be moving into April or May. I have realized that I am starting at square one. I have almost nothing. Let me reassure you that I am an adult, but I have nothing. It’s part of the perils of being the bigger person.

When my husband and I separated, I was the one that left the home. I allowed him to keep everything. I realized the kiddos’ world would be turned upside down enough. I moved in with a family member and had everything I needed.

Now, I have to buy another life. Beds, a couch, sheets, … Hell, I had to buy a dish rack. Some people might be bitter about having to start over. I’m taking this as a challenge and an adventure.

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If you should find yourself needing to start over like I did, or if you are just wanting something new, let me suggest Ikea. The prices were amazing and there was a great selection of everything. This is the first of many trips I will be taking to Ikea.

The next adventure will be getting all of the furniture put together.

Link Up Party: 3/8/19

Dream Big, Dream Often

 

It’s time for the Link Up Party weekend everyone!!  Strap on your party shoes and join the fun!  

Ok so here are the rules:

  1. Leave a link to your page or post in the comments of this post.
  2. Reblog this post.  It helps you, it helps me, it helps everyone!
  3. Edit your reblog post and add tags.
  4. Feel free to leave your link multiple times!  It is okay to update your link for more exposure every day if you want.  It is up to you!

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Solo Dinner Update

So, I was eating dinner and chit-chatting with some old friends at the bar when two gross drunk guys sit down next to me at the bar. Now, before you call me judgmental, just know that one of the guys was wearing a sleeveless shirt. Not in a cute, hipster way, but in a redneck way. I’m sure they were lovely men, I just couldn’t recognize through their loud drunken conversation.

Yeah, this finding someone new is going to be much harder than I initially thought.

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