I will NOT disclose my age but as a point of reference I saw Waiting To Exhale in high school. I remember thinking to myself, "God don't let me end up like these women – 30, single and desperate."
Fast forward to now, I am watching Let's Talk About Pep, I am thinking, "God' don't let me end up like these women – late 30s, single, and desperate." lol
Where has the time gone? Who told me that I had to reach my goals before finding love? Where did I learn to be so afraid to take a chance?
Ugh. Have I become one of THOSE women?
I tell you if one more birthday passes in singledom, I am joining a convent.
It would be just my luck to take my vow of celibacy and then meet the man of my dreams while helping orphans in Haiti.
*sidenote* I am not a nun but I do feel I have taken a vow of celibacy. lol
Remember I wrote about making the wrong choice between two guys and I made the wrong choice. Well, the guy I did not choose has resurfaced. I am stuck wondering is this a sign or wishful thinking?
*sidenote #2* I am falling behind on my resolution to get out more. I did attend a networking event last week but that's not the same as being social. IMO
Proclamation: This is the year I fall in love!