Monday, April 11, 2011
Well, I think things are starting to look up! Its been rough, emotionally trying to get over my ex, that I'm still sharing a lease with. The hardest part is when he comes home to take the dog out and says, "I'm going out and won't be home." Which means he's going to his new girlfriend's house. That and hearing him talk about the things he does with her (walking through a daffodil farm...) break my heart every time. But, he's not a bad guy and most of what I'm feeling is envy. To overcome this, I've started focusing on all the things I get to do!
I used to use my ex as an excuse for why I didn't do anything- "Oh the BF doesn't want to go out, we'll just grab a burger and watch a flick." Now, I have to think to myself, do I really want to stay in all by myself? More often that no, No, I don't. So I'm taking a pottery class. First ever! And there are open studio hours, so when I'm feeling blue, I get to go play in clay! I'm having trouble centering things, so I've made some very "organic" bowls, but they're mine and no one will ever have anything like it!
I also bought my first pair of running shoes. Normally when I think about working out, I think of ways to be frugal, which in my world translates to off brand, Wally World sneakers. Now, nothing wrong with them, but they don't work for me, and by don't work, I mean knee pain, foot pain and general deflation in my workout balloon. So I did some research, found I'm an underpronator and found some shoes that are recommended for that. I broke them in on Saturday. What a difference! Now I just have to get over my embarrassment of running around other people. Because lets face it, everything jiggles, but the only way to keep it from jiggling is to keep running! (I say run, but I really mean more of a jog/walk session... :))
I've tried the dating scene, but its just not for me right now. I do have some great stories that I may turn into later blog posts...but part of me only thinks that I'm trying to date to keep up with the ex and that's about as smart as trying to keep up with the Jones's.
The weekends are the worst- especially if my friends all have plans with their significant others, but I'm taking myself to the movies. And truthfully my friends have been amazing. Poor Mags, I called her one day after a crying jag, she could tell, and despite the fact that she and her husband were about to sit down to dinner alone for the first time in a couple of days, she told me to come over. Or my friend T who arranged a sleep over. I mean really, we're 27, we haven't had a sleep over in over 15 years, and she calls me, tells me to pack a bag because she's got cherry coke zero, chinese food, knitting and chick flicks. That was the best night I've had in awhile, we stayed up until 2 in the morning, talking about boys, work, fashion, hair, everything, just like when were 12 (not that I knew her then, but if I did, we would have had sleep overs!)
Things are going to rock, there may be a few potholes along the way, but I see the road sign for Awesomeville up on the right. And I'm going to apply for a job in Scotland. Why not? I'm going to make memories instead of waiting for them to happen. To borrow a phrase from my ex's brother, "I'm going to maximize my awesome."