When nothing's happening it's really hard to get incentive to write anything down. Things with Mr. Pete didn't work out. Totally a bummer. He was really my type.
Ever since I just haven't felt like dating anything at all. I took down my dating profiles and I haven't really even been interested in going out. It feels like I've given up. Like I couldn't get enthusiastic about a date now if it was with Brad Pitt himself.
I guess I no longer believe that the type of man I want exists, or if he does, that he wouldn't be interested in me.
All that depressing stuff aside, I feel pretty happy. Work is going well. Bailey is happy and brings me joy on a daily basis. I've got a nice group of friends. I'm still heavier then I would like, but I'm also healthier then I have ever been. I guess I feel as if life is good on my own.
I've rescheduled my cruise for October and I can't wait. I will blog more about the itinerary when I am in more of a typing mood.
All is well and thought I should at least state that fact here before it changed.
