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Recently, feeling a bit fed up with all the dating app palaver, I upped and deleted my profiles. I mean at the moment you can't do a whole lot with dating. With covid 19 still very much lingering like a bad smell, it's risky if not borderline illegal to be going on dates and I'm not really one for living dangerously. I had a few bad experiences with guys I'd chatted to who had seemed nice until they got their first whiff of rejection and then showed their true colours. One guy left me a series of voicemails after I blocked him. I didn't listen to anyone of them but I was nervous for a whole week after the event thinking every voicemail notification was him not taking the hint. With all of that in mind and this pesky virus not looking as though it's going anywhere soon, I've decided this will be the summer of me . Or at least whats left of the summer. I'll be making the most of days of with road trips and adventures and I already have two weeks of

We are living in strange times. Something I never could have imagined when the new year began. It is now several weeks since Covid-19 hit our shores and live as we know it has been upended. I try not to read too much news because all it does is increase the mounting feeling of anxiety about what is going on. I stay home only going to buy food as needed, walking the roads by my house, watching a lot of bad TV and ultimately waiting for my next shift at work. I appreciate I'm lucky in having job security but I'm also aware of how at risk I am working on the front lines so I'm mostly keeping my head down and doing what I can to get through this. Someday, hopefully in the not too distant future, restrictions will start to be lifted and life will return to some semblance of normality only we actually appreciate all the little things we took for granted, at least for a short while. For now though I am grateful for my introverted nature. I still actively savour the time to m

I'm trying to find words to express whats going through my head and I must admit I'm struggling. Tomorrow for the first time in almost 4 years I am going to be starting a new job. Which is sort of a record for me. I generally get fed up a bit sooner and start job shopping. I don't feel the need to stay in a job that doesn't make me happy or isn't meeting my needs. Ironically I'm still kind of learning how to do that in relationships but as always I am but a work in progress. I'd love to say that I stayed so long in my workplace because I was terrifically happy in what I was doing. In a way I can say social care has fulfilled me in a way no other job has and I am certain I will carry with me the many relationships I built with the people I was supporting down through the years. During my time in the job I worked in a few different houses so I never had time to reach my boredom threshold before a new challenge was presented. However I felt like I'd g

If you're happily coupled up then perhaps you've had the luxury of forgetting this but dating as an adult is bloody hard to do. When I was a teenager and I was awkward as fuck, I spent far too much time worrying if the guy I liked, liked me back and I remember thinking how much easier it would be when I sailed into adulthood but oh boy was I wrong. It's still messy and emotional and I still feel like a teenager in disguise ( in a much older body ) hoping to not get found out. Like some crap version of 13 going on 30 ( 37 in my case ) except there's no ridey love interest for my past for me to end up with. My last break up was hard but necessary and in the two years following it I did a lot of work getting to know myself outside a relationship. I discovered how much I enjoy my own company and developed a spontaneous, adventurous side I didn't know I had.  I travelled, got into hiking and just really relaxed in my own company. It was pretty great. During this ti