Pushing the Limits
I’m exhausted this morning. I feel kinda like doing this all day:
Last night I went to listen to a friend play in a band, and there were some of my other friends there as well. We eventually went to listen to another band play and that band was horrible. They were far too loud (distorted sound) and off-key. But during their break, the DJ played good music and I got up and danced – A LOT.
Here’s a question for the guys: Why is it if a girl says yes to a couple dances with you, that’s interpreted as an invitation, or acceptance, to stick glued to her side for the rest of the evening? I suppose if it was a guy I was “into” or found attractive, I probably wouldn’t mind so much, but still. I’ve had that sort of experience since I was a teenager and it doesn’t seem to change over time.
Anyway, I had a great time last night and am exhausted this morning – achy too. But dang, I looked good when my ex-husband saw me with wifey number SIX. Eat your heart out, dude. I so dodged a bullet when he divorced me. I was devastated then, but looking back now, I’m so glad he did. He’s aged, while I’ve started looking younger, and feeling younger.
Today, I’m off to meet a friend and check out a gym that’s opening where you don’t have an annual contract, but pay by the month. I won’t be signing up, just checking it out. My Lily is coming with me and then we are going for a walk outside in the beautiful sunshine. It’s cold out, but it’s still gorgeous.
I’m also tempted to go to the Seattle Bike Swap today, but I doubt I’ll have time. I *am* going to have a new (or newish) bike by end of March because I’m going to Seaside, Oregon again in April.
Okay, enough rambling from me this morning. I have to roll. I know I’ll pay for the activity this weekend by being stiff as a board on Sunday, but dang, I’m burning up some calories and feeling good doing it.
Have a great Saturday!