Weekend of cancelled dates....

I really need to get busy again, all this down time is seeing me on the bored side of content. Everyone knows what boredom does to ya, makes ya seek out trouble. Ha ha. Ok so as we grow up we're not spose to seek out so much trouble. And I don't! Not all the time anyways. And it's not the bad kind of trouble, it's just a date. Though lately dating has become hazardous to my ego and sense of humor.

That last date I had really made me stop and think. My picker is broken! What a bad conclusion to come to, even though I really could have figured that out before if I'd just done the math. Marriage - divorce + two kids divided by two donors + half a million.5 first dates - a steady bf X the number of dating disastors = me with a broken picker.

This weekend I actually had 3 lined up. Friday night was spose to be the dude from last week. But what the masses don't know he turned out to be... unworthy of a round two. Saturday night I was spose meet someone and Sunday I was spose to go fishing (not really a date but meeting someone new). I even cancelled fishing. Yea see it's that bad.

Anyways. I'm taking a breather from the whole mess. I probably wasn't ready after the last one anyways.

Farm news. My hens are laying eggs! Middle of winter. Go figure.

7:10... Winter Blues

The phemonenal winter blues, while logical in practice is still kind of a pain in the backside. I have to wonder if a lot of it isn't circumstantial though.

I've been fighting a cough and sore throat since Thursday. It should be just about done. I've been sleeping more because of it. A little depressed too.

Then I've had one heck of a couple of weeks. With my youngest going in for surgery it's not too surprising I've been a little down. And the date I had Friday night was enough to make anyone depressed.

Time for some pick me up.

Social networking... facebook

So I created a facebook profile. I shouldn't have. It was just another way to remind myself of who's come and gone in my life. That email invite thing shows who you've previously emailed and has a facebook page. It's depressing. The "one" that got away. The baby's donor. The ex's mom.

I had a weird moment yesterday. I'm on pof. Again. That's depressing too. I've been working on my profile there so guys will know exactly what they're getting into. My profile is starting to look a lot like this blog. The wanderings and ponderings of my mind. Ramblings.

Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't try the whole bar scene. Everyone has such negative things to say. ha ha. I'm joking. I'd more than likely become "the other" woman. Not that online dating hasn't taken me down that path. Oops!

I need to start focusing my thoughts on the CSA part of life. While leaving the personal stuff out.

7:14 + three slaps of the snooze button...

Getting up before the sun is one of the hardest things I think I'll ever do. Began civil twilight is 7:14 while sunrise isn't till 7:46. This is actually an embarrassment this time of year. By June I'll easily get up around 4am. I find it a real challenge to get my body out of bed before the sun is up.

I can't be the only one.

It's not like there is so much to do this time of year that waking up post civil twilight is really hampering anything. I still have a hard time not feeling lazy though when I look at the clock.

I'm glad my career choice doesn't require more of me this time of year.

First date of the year.. and the good, bad and the ugly

Tonight will be my first date this year. I've been out with him before. Twice already but once was just a simple meet the other we called a date. He's nice enough. Though I wonder if I really want to give up my single status. I'm starting to get comfortable with only having to answer to myself.

I got my taxes filed. Or atleast personal taxes. I will do my business taxes later. Personal taxes are great because I got smart last year and gave myself a wage. Nothing more simple then filing 1040ez. Business taxes however will take a good 40hrs to put together. Luckily I can pay myself for that time too. woo hoo.

Last week I found out my youngest (2 next month) will probably need surgery on her back to fix a growing weakness. When she was born she had a handful of birthdefects. One was part of a vertabrae behind her 3rd or 4th rib didn't form right. Now it's becoming problem. If left alone it'll eventually cripple. What a way to start life. Since I was 16wks pregnant with her I've had one worry after another with her.

9 days in. Whew what a start. Not sure the good outweighs the bad in this case.