So I decided to take a bit of a break. Unplug sort of. I think it was needed and called for. I’ve been feeling a little ehhh lately and didn’t really want to put it out there for the whole world to see. I’ve debated on if I was doing something wrong for me. In a million different ways.
You see, some of the women I know that are getting divorced are starting to date again. Now mind you, none of their divorces are final. Each one has either outright said or acted like they can’t be alone. And it made me question myself on this. I’m not really in the actively trying to date category. I’m in the if the opportunity presents it’s self then I would do it category. It’s just not one of the most important things on my list. And I doubted myself on that.
But then I realize that all this talk from some about wanting to be independent and not in need of a man is just that, talk. I don’t want to have to depend on one. I want to be able to do it myself. And if there is one around, then that’s kind of nice. I’d rather sit with myself and deal with the recovery of myself.
I’ve started the gym and Weight Watchers, for me. Not for anyone else. I’m trying hard to stick with it and I do have my moments, but for the most part, I think I’m ok. I want to be healthier and even lose some weight. Yes I want to be a size 16 (maybe less) by the end of the year, but that’s a bit off. That’s the tenative goal for now.
Because, this year, is about taking care of me. Getting me to where I want to be and the rest that follows can be gravy.
Good things come to those who wait right? At least that’s what they say.