I'm posting this to remind myself how well I'm doing with decluttering after slacking off for at least a couple of weekends.
 

Time to reward myself with baseball!  The Cardinals game starts in just a few minutes, and with both Julio and Albert in the lineup tonight I'll certainly be checking that out on MLB.tv.  The Red Sox are on MLBN a little later, so I'll be watching that as well.  Guess I'll burn some calories dashing back and forth between kitchen and bedroom.

I hope all of my buddies had an excellent Saturday.  Much love!

I'm wearing the posting FAILHAT again, I know.  Considering that it was a semi-nonbaseball week for me with our boys out west, I did manage to do most everything on my list except post here!  So, in no particular order, here is an update:

 

Checking in at weekend's end while I listen to the deluge outside that is currently flooding my carport.  Judging by the radar, the rain should blow through in another hour or so, which is good.  In all the years I've lived here, the carport flooding has yet to spill into the house, but I don't relish the muddy shoes that I'll have tomorrow morning!
 

That's about it for now.  I think I'll celebrate my little bit of decluttering with some chocolate/peanut butter ice cream.  :D

Although today on the whole was pretty dreary and even depressing (thank you, work, NOT!), something occurred to me that I wanted to share because maybe, just MAYBE, it could be a sign of better times to come, and also I want to be able to remember this small bit of hopefulness.

I mentioned in last night's entry that I found one of the other class participants attractive.  I realized this morning that for the first time in who knows how long, my head was turned by a man in my age group, and not only that, he was right in front of me, in the same room, not on the TV screen or in a photograph.  This is HUGELY significant.  You see, for as long as I can remember, I've been attracted to younger men, and as I've gotten older this has remained true and even become exaggerated...thus my tendency to drool over ballplayers who are young enough to be my children.  Also, following much disappointment and mistreatment in my prior relationships (and more of the same from the handful of guys who have paid me any attention since that time), it's been years since I've met any men here in Asheville who I found attractive.  Basically, I was so traumatized that I couldn't go there with anyone "real."  This, of course, was unproductive, as was my seeming inability to get excited about anyone over the age of about 35.  I mean, much as I have cougar tendencies, I don't have the looks or the money or the fashion know-how to pull off the glamorous look that would land me a hot young man.  I've got to be realistic about that.

Why things changed over the past couple of weeks to allow me to notice Terry, I don't know.  But notice him I did...a highly intelligent diamond in the rough.  I have a feeling that I made a bit of a fool of myself last night.  How could he not notice that I hung around a little too long at the end of the evening so I could get in an extra two or three hugs and tell him he was wonderful?  I don't think that's the kind of style he's used to.  My bad.  HOWEVER, the point of all this is that I was fiending for a guy in his 50s, and although that particular guy is almost certainly out of reach, some sort of seed has been planted.  I can indeed be attracted to men my age.  And I'm sure I'll meet more as I start getting involved in activities all around town.  Not that I'm doing all these activities to meet men.  Not at all.  I'm trying to grow, and I feel called to involvement in certain things.  But hey, if the range of what I find attractive widens to include something more realistic to my actual age and not the age I wish I still were, and if along the way I just HAPPEN to meet some man who I find intriguing...wouldn't that be a nice perk?  One can hope. Sometimes that's all one can do, but it's a start, a baby step, as it were.
 

Posting and running here, as I need to do some computer maintenance before I go to bed.  I've been pretty busy since my last entry.
 

Computer maintenance awaits, so that's all for now.

Greetings and salutations, y'all.  Sorry for my absence over the past week.  I recently said I was going to try to make my posts more positive (because really, who likes a constant complainer?), and I haven't felt terribly positive lately and didn't feel all that great either, so didn't bother to post.  Right now, however, I'm feeling okay because I had a big dish of pasta with shrimp for dinner and got some housecleaning done today so feel a little less stuck than I have this week.
 

Okay, I'll shut up now.  My next entry will be a gratuitous music post.  Thanks for reading my blathering.
 

Thought I'd write a progress report of how my New Year's resolutions are going.  Yeah, I know that's not the most exciting topic around, but I'm just a wee bit proud of myself.  Warning: This is a very lengthy post.