Don't sweat the small stuff

I believe that what you put into life is what you get back. I try to be as positive as possible because I know for a fact that after every bad moment comes good one. I think you have to experience life to the fullest and go for those dreams. Recently I've started taking drum lessons and the first thing my instructor said to me was I want you to be in the right mind set. 'You will be a drummer!' we will take it slow and YOU WILL be a drummer I don't want you to stress when you cannot get something because it WILL come to you and you have stressed for nothing. It all comes in time and attitude is everything!

Everything does come in time with a little hard work, perseverance and being in the right mind set. Therefore there is no need to be stuck in a job that you hate that causes you countless hours of stress and misery. One day you can be replaced and that stress was for nothing. I have a friend that hates her job, is always working and even when she is out she cannot let go of work. I told her that life is too short to be this hung up on work, if she hates it so much she should put her resume out there. However her issue is that she has no idea what she wants to do. She does not want to do the same work she is doing now. This is a tough one and if you face this dilemma I suggest you think about what you love doing, maybe you will need to make a career change. If it's a career change research how you can make this change, maybe it's a night school or online course. Believe me when you are working towards something you love the job you hate is not such a big deal because you know there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

What stops most of us from making change is fear. Fear of failure, fear of success, fear of the unknown, whatever your reason for not doing something it usually stems from fear. When we fear things we make excuses, like I'm too old, I don't have the time, I have kids to take care of.....etc EXCUSES. If you really want something to change in your life you have to work at it. Nothing happens from complaining, wishing or wallowing in you misery..NOTHING! Once you start making those changes you will find that the help you need, will be there and things get easier. The hardest thing to do is to take that first step, but once you are in motion nothing can stop you.

We are all responsible for our own happiness, do the things that give you joy, never let another person be the cause of your happiness. You are the controller of your life, even when something bad happens, you may not have been able to control the situation but you can control how you deal with if after.

Be happy girls, don't sweat the small stuff, pray for strength to deal with the big stuff and always work towards your happiness.

Cheers!

Let's say NO to Stupidity...Let's Say NO to Mr. 1986

Who would have thought that 2.5 hours of my life wasted would generate numerous text messages from a not quite fully grown man child. Below is the latest text the was sent to me, there are so many things wrong with this message..so many. I do not like to promote stupidity but unfortunately it is all around me.

I have to wonder a few things ...

1) Why does he keep calling me fag? Who in the hell uses that term anymore? It's offense to me and to the gay community. I realize he is stuck in the 80's but COME ON!

2) Why?! On God's green earth would you call a women that you're supposedly interested in a fag? Seriously!!! Is it the drugs? Has he finally fried every last brain cell.

3) Why would you look for me on facebook? I made sure my first priority after that date was to block him from my facebook.

4) Friends?! He is just lucky that if I see him in the street that I don't purposely step on the gas pedal. For me friends with this man means, I will not run him down. 

He sent me another message after he did not get a response...

Let's hope that he finally got it!

As for me I am going to take a break from dating, I think 'Mr. 1986' is a sign from the Universe that I am meant to be single at this moment in my life. For all you good guys out there and I know you exist; it sucks to be you because there are guys like 'Mr. 1986" ruining it for your kind.

Let's say NO to Stupidity...Let's Say NO to Mr. 1986!

He Digs MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

This is a text that I received last night from last week’s dating disaster. I guess he has done some reflecting and realized what a tool he was. He is correct in assuming I pegged him as a pot smoking, beer guzzling wanna  be teen, why would I assume otherwise.  I find it totally ridiculous that he even made an attempt to try and set up another date, if you wanted to do it right you should have the first time! Also saying you dig me just makes me want to throw up in my mouth. I’m tired of hearing about grown men behaving like children, living with their mothers, having their mothers call them to get up for work, and showing old videos of themselves in their glory days. Why is it always about them because for the most part they are not that interesting! Yet they are delusional enough to think they have a chance after they have choked on their pot pipe while wearing AC/DC pyjama pants on a first date! Even if he looked like Brad Pitt in ‘True Romance’ where he played Floyd the stoner I would not have gone out with him again. 

Who am I kidding Brad Pitt was hot as a stoner!! If my date behaved the way he did and looked like Brad I would have at least made out with him.

Here is my most recent dating DISASTER...

Recently I was fixed up on a blind date through friends, they had mentioned this man before and had run into him while I was on vacation and asked if they could give him my number. Since I do not have much going on at the moment I figured what can it hurt, sure set it up.

He called me on Sunday we chatted and set up the date for the following night so we can actually see each other since neither of us knew what the other looked like and I was told he was quite handsome. So with that I pictured this in my head:

The Date:

We arranged to meet at his place, normally I would not do this but since this was a friend of friends I figured it was okay. He sent me a text telling me to let myself in the side door, because he was running late. I enter the side door to be hit in the face with the stench of smoke (I don’t smoke!). Once inside I thought I had entered  the pad of a 21 year old Rock Star wanna be, but sadly it was the pad of a 42 year old Rock Star wanna be.

The stress kicks in, I calm myself down with thoughts of okay he is just in a transition phase from his divorce, give him a chance see what he looks like.  Finally the great reveal....Remember I had young Michael Pare in my head and this is what walked into the living room:

 

Yes looks are not everything but we are in 2011 and even though I love the 80’s rock scene I really do not want to date it. He gives me a hug and is super impressed, he was like "Wow your gorgeous! I am so happy that  Big V gave me your number! I can’t believe you’re single, okay fess up what’s your problem?"  He offers me a beer and damn straight I take it!! I need something to stop the screaming in my head.  He tells me that he is sorry that he did not have time to Febreze the place, I laugh because I am sure it is a joke but big surprise there is a big bottle of Febreze on the coffee table.

So we sit and chat and he tells me he will make me dinner I thought sure it's better than going out in public. During that time he downs 6 beers, tries to hide the belch and tells me “Sorry I had to belch, I normally just let them out but the night is still young”.  After we ate he disappeared for a bit, and said he had to change into something more comfortable....So he changed out of his tapered Wrangler jeans into a pair of AC/DC pyjama pants. 

OH it gets better, he sparked up his pot pipe and took a toke in which he choked on for 5 minutes.  This is where I was expecting Ashton Kutcher to coming flying through the door saying  “You’ve been Punked!” but alas he did not and this was all too real.  This was my queue to get the hell out of dodge. I said I had to go it was a busy day the next day at work. He came in to hug me and tried to stick his tongue down my throat, I said I don’t do that on a first date (well not this first date). He wanted to go out again I said I’d call him when I got home. I did not call that night cause I just did not want to deal with it, so he text me the following:

I told him very nicely that we are not a match and that we seem to be at different places in our lives. That was my polite way of saying I'm living in 2011 and you are stuck in 1989!!

Oh I forgot to mention that he called me a giant and asked if I had man hands because I am 5’ 9” and he was 5’ 6’!!!