The ins, the outs, the ups, the downs.

I'm a giving person. I like to help when I can. I can be aggressive about it.

I am also an imaginative person. I get ideas in my head, and really work myself up over them. When reality strikes, I get a little sad, frustrated, etc.

In an attempt to set up a situation, in which I could lay things on the table with the previously mentioned gentleman, I suggested a hike. Oh boy, I got smacked down with the old, "no can do, playing golf" excuse. Oh well, he's having a bad day, and I imagined perfection where it doesn't exist. Same lesson that I never learn.

Thought about careers today. Sure would be nice to come up with some situation where I get paid for my good ideas. I do think I have some every now and again.

Shhh, don't tell anyone.

So. This will be kind of quiet. I want to write about my upcoming thirty-second year, and want to be as unhindered as possible.

Now, for the background:
I'll be thirty-two in a few weeks.
I moved the CA three years ago. My life long friends are scattered to the four winds.
My family is close. In all ways.
I have changed careers a few times. I'm still looking for something that makes me happy, is good for the world, and pays for my existence.
I can't spell.
I'm looking for the right relationship. I'm not very good at that part. ;-)
I am here to talk things through.

I'm gonna start with the man stuff because, well, I'm a girl. I am looking for
this. Consummate Love. Right after I got to CA I met a man. He and I have become friends. It is getting strange. He only thinks of me as a friend. I don't know what I think. I'll keep you updated.

Ok, must clean. More later.