Well, folks, today is the big day. Manwhore is probably tying the knot for the seventh time. I say “probably” because I don’t know for sure. I haven’t talked to him in many months, and hopefully never will. I still find it amusing that they chose 12/12/12 as the date for their wedding. I’ve never been big on believing in doing things (or not doing things) on certain dates because they are supposed to be good luck or bad. Friday the 13th has always been just another Friday for me, and today is just another Wednesday for me. Rest assured I have no romantic feelings left for Manwhore. If anything, I only have feelings of pity for any woman unlucky enough to cross his path.
In other news I’m still here in Podunk Hell. The house hasn’t sold, my boss is still a perv, and I’m still single. Only the last one is a good thing…I think. I did manage to take a trip down to New Orleans a few weeks ago. It was just for one night, but it was well worth it. I desperately needed the R & R. The only bad thing is that now I’m anxious to go back.
As this year comes to an end I can only hope that next year will be better and not so stressful and full of uncertainty. However, as I told a friend recently, I’m just riding the wave right now. Where that wave will take me…no one knows.
Until next time my friends.
Happy humping holidays!