So you're with your man and you notice your man look at another female in public for about 0.5 seconds. What do you do? Ignore it? No of course not, because you're single [for the sake of this article anyway] Anyway so what do you do? Of course you have to confront your man. In that very moment of insecurity, and oblivousness to the laws of human nature, you go and open your mouth, and of course what comes out is mildew. That or you give him that awkward dirty look that screams of insecurity. Either way, the energy you've wasted trying to control what your man "briefly looks at" has resulted in you being single. No guy wants a female trying to control him, much less what he looks at out of the corner of his eye. So embrace it. Take it all in. You're single now. Look I'm just trying to help you out, yes you. Whomever you are. Was that 0.5 second glance in another womans direction, worth the 2 hour long fight you had with your man? And we've got the problem. Riiiiight...
Checked out a few houses over the weekend, and went and spoke with the owner of one last night. 3 bedroom house on a nice quiet block. Part of me thinks we might get it, but never been one to give my hopes up so we'll see. All I know is that we've been in this Condo for way too long. I can't wait for Ava to get her own room, and for me to move my office out of the basement into a room as well. Perhaps moving will also motivate me to start designing more. So yeah, we'll see. Hopefully we're out of here within the next month. Fingers crossed.
I'd like to think I'm pretty good at filtering out noise. Staying focused despite what's going on around me. However lately, I don't know somehow the dial on my noise filter got turned down a notch or two. Out of no where I started reacting to everyones bullshit. What I see, what I hear. All the sudden I had to have an opinion about everything around me. Nah, I'm good. So I'm taking this time now to acknowledge the fact my noise filter needs adjusting. Click, click, click, there we go.
Well I've another addiction. Tumblr. And you know what? I like it, no, I love it! The only thing that saddens me is the fact that I had not paid too much attention to it until recently. For the longest time I've wanted a place where I can go just to look at things I want to look at. I can't express how much I enjoy looking at things that I like, not things that other people like, but things that are of interest to me.
I can't get that satisifaction from Facebook, Instagram, or Twitter. The content on these sites are way too random for my tastes. Tumblr, on the other hand is different. I've followed about a dozen bloggers so far, and in doing so, my homepage is now populated with imagery that I find in good taste, or rather similar taste to my own. The days of sifting through bullshit, just to hopefully find something of interest on other social media sites are fanito!
So yesterday out of no where my daughter Ava (3 years old), finally decided that she's had enough of peeing and pooping in her diaper. Well you can only imagine how this made me feel. Imagine Tiger Woods doing his famous fist pump after making a clutch putt. That's pretty much how I felt. Yeah it was kind of a big deal. I guess what I'm trying to say is, my daughter is incredible.
If there's one thing that stands out about Ava it's that she's incredibly independent, and when I say that, I truely mean it. There really isn't much she can't and does not want to do on her own. One thing she does that I really enjoy not having to do is dress her. In fact most times when I do attempt to dress her, she disagree's with my outfit choice, and demands to wear something else. Honestly, I don't care enough most times to even disagree with her choices. Perphaps if I were a female, things like that would bother me.
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