Lost and Found

Last night I was somewhere where I found three items that I had left behind; a tea towel, a hanger and a pillow case. Three very replaceable items. Why didn't I just replace them? Because I didn't even know I had lost them. This got me thinking about what else had I lost with out knowing. No, I didn't run to my sock drawer and make sure they are all paired. (I know they are. I have sock OCD) I was up all night thinking about what I've found in myself during the last few months. I've made a little list.

Knowing what the f*ck I want. Not always for dinner, but out of life.

Confidence. I used to go everywhere by myself, but I haven't felt like I could walk into a room alone in a long time. High five to me. I can now go out again alone, including leaving my comfort zone of "LA".

Independence. This one is kind of bizarre, but I found out I still hate to take my garbage out. But, I can. And that's something.

Reliability. People can now depend on me again to be there, because I'm not in Boy Friend Land. That Land takes a lot of my friends.

Setting Goals. I rediscovered that feeling of meeting goals I set. I love that! When did I lose that? Why did I lose that??

Fun. Did I lose fun or am I just having more fun now? I'm not sure, and I don't care. I'm fun.

I really enjoy the things I found, and I'm looking forward to finding more. Never regret anything that made you smile...so if you do lose something, no matter how or why, just appreciate finding it.

The Puppy

So the guy I've been seeing for 4 months is driving me crazy. Obviously. Since we have no commitment I can see other people... right? Let me fill you in on "The Puppy"

Last summer the cutest guy came into work. We started chatting, and everyone I was working with walked away...so we could be alone. He was so charming, cute, funny and we hit it off. Then he left...

I saw him a few months ago at Walmart, at 9am, wearing no make up and sweat pants. So I didn't talk to him, just ran away.

Then he came into my work again, and again and again. Then he Facebooked me.

We met up a couple weeks ago at the beach, we walked till it was too dark out. Then we went for hot wings and beer. I love hot wings and beer. Then we watched a movie. And fell asleep together. He spent the night with me with no expectations and didn't care how hot it was. It was an awesome first date.

He uses the phone to call me, and we talk! He picked me up last week to go for a drive and we ended up taking a 4 hour mission to Cowichan Lake and back. We both knew we were going to be tired but it didn't matter, we were having a good time.

He is really honest with me, he doesn't want a girl friend, but he's fun. He's sweet, he does what he says he's going to do, and I like it. The three best things about him?

1. He drives a Chevy one tonne
2. He has a twin (who I haven't met...yet)
3. He's 23