Welcome to my world.....

So, I knew being single in my (Oh lord I have to say it??)... 30's wouldn't be easy, but even I was not prepared for the comic tragedy I'm now living. It seems that I possess a "gift" that not many people are privileged enough to have. Depending on how you look at it, I suppose it's a toss-up between being a blessing and a curse. Most days, my gift of attracting anyone and everyone who's either just a little (or completely) off kilter is a good thing. It provides me with quite a bit of comic relief, some thankfulness, and even the occasional adrenaline rush from the fear of not knowing what these "crazies" may do next. My friends, on the other hand, are not AT ALL fond of this gift. As a matter of fact, they refer to it as my "crazy magnet" and are convinced that perhaps I shouldn't be allowed to go anywhere without additional adult supervision.

This all started out as a joke but I'm beginning to believe that the joke may be on me. I guess I can understand their point of view but honestly, I like being me! I like that there is never a dull moment in my life and I never know what I am going to walk into next. Truly, I don't seek out any of these situations and I don't walk out of the house every morning thinking "alright, who can I meet or what can I do today to make everyone around me crazy?" It just happens. I guess I've really always been this way.... I just never paid much attention to it until now.

I think much of our life flies by and we don't really take time to examine what is happening to us and how we're living this brief existence we get. By the time we take notice... we've lived half our lives and are wishing we could go back and change so many things. I've been looking back a lot lately on things I've done to bring me to where I am today. There have been a few too many mistakes in the department of the opposite sex (but who can say they haven't had that problem?) and so many other things that if I had just done something slightly different I'd be in such a different place. But, we don't get a "do over" and second chances aren't something we come by very often. So what's left? I suppose it's the hope that you will reach a point where you can stop and look back on your mistakes as just that and use those learning experiences to make better choices moving forward. I think that's the place I'm in now. Granted, every once in a while I slip off into the "What the hell was I thinking land" again but it doesn't take me nearly as long to correct myself now. One of my greatest lessons: A failed marriage doesn't make me a failed person. Relationships aren't all we are, it's just part of who we are.

So come along with me for the ride. This blog is going to be my path back to sanity - at least a version that I can live with. My single life has already proven to be hilarious, pathetic, sad, strange, and always interesting. Enjoy the good happenings, quirky people, the no-so-good happenings and the weirdness that my gift brings to my life every day. Because you can't see the whole picture if you only look through the tiny keyhole. Stay tuned..... I have many stories to tell and my own happy ending to write :)

The most beautiful things are those that madness prompts and reason writes ~ Andre Gide