Here is a view into my backyard. I see the ocean every day on my way to work, and every night on my way home. It is absolutely beautiful.
eyeLaugh is officially one year old! Hooray!
A lot has changed in one year. Fell in love, lost a love, but started a new life. I love looking through old eyeLaugh posts and I still laugh out loud at them.
Thank you to e v e r y o n e who has viewed this site, about 9,000 views now, and a HUGE BIG FAT THANKS!!! to all who have commented.
I love living by the beach. I love living in a town where there is always something going on. I love working at the museum. I love that I haven’t even tried 2% of the restaurants here. I love that everyone is an artist. I love walking into a locally owned coffee shop and everyone is wearing plaid. I love reading in the news about shark sightings. I love having an ocean view in my history class. I love that the court house is one of the most beautiful buildings I have been in.
And I love doing this all on my own.
Wednesday is my Friday. So although I hate Wednesdays because I go to work then class then class all day and I can barely keep my eyes open on my 15 minute drive home, I LOVE Wednesdays because I don’t have to wake up early the next day! And I only have work at the museum on Thursday evening which is not even akin to working because I love it so much. Then sometimes I have actual Friday off but sometimes I work… And I always work Saturday. So I have a mini-weekend. And it’s more of a week-mid instead of a week-end. What day is your Friday?
I’m single. And I don’t want to mingle.
Why is it considered out of the ordinary for someone to want to be alone? Why is it that when someone is broken up, the standard response is “don’t worry, you’ll find someone else”, or “I have a single friend, and he has the same hair color as you, so I can set you both up”.
Being single was my choice, as is staying single. Note that my intro line didn’t say “I’m single not ready to mingle” – that would imply that I’m crying all the time and eating ice cream and cookies for dinner while watching The Notebook. Instead, I have no interest to find someone new. I’m shooting zombies in Left 4 Dead 2 while drinking a good beer and watching The Big Bang Theory (I’ve got to have some kind of background noise, those zombies can be scary). It’s really nice to not have to depend on someone else to spark happiness in me, nor do I have to deal with the disappointment that is an inevitable occurrence in relationships.
It’s so freakin’ natural for humans want to have another human to call their own. I’m sick and tired of being somebody’s somebody. This is the longest stretch of time that I’ve been single since… a long time ago. And I am in love with my life.