Vacation, Salsa, Online Dating?

I just got back from vacation yesterday. I haven’t been keeping up with blogging these last few days because I was having such an awesome time.

The first day I arrived around noon and spent my time at the resort’s amenities relaxing by the pool and participating in activities. On the second day we made a road trip to Clearwater Beach and spent the entire day there. I love the beach. I got a great tan (my sister referred to me as “bronze”), and not much of a burn since I was disciplined in applying and reapplying sunscreen. On the third day I started the day with Zumba (the instructor was impressed by my moves), spent the day relaxing, then we all checked out a local salsa, merengue and bachata club that night. It was so fun!

It was a perfect getaway for me. A great break from work. On my flight home I decided that I’d like to research local salsa dance lessons. I’ve always wanted to learn but I’ve never signed up because I don’t have a dance partner to learn with. But I feel like that is something I need to overcome. I’m sure I’m not the first single girl that wants to learn salsa and I won’t be the last.

One thing that kinda sucked (but that I’m getting strangely used to) is not really being approached by anyone at the club. A guy finally acknowledged my existence and asked me to dance as I was literally walking out the door. By that time, I didn’t know what to say except, “bye” in a nice way since everyone was already out the door waiting for me.

I don’t know what to make of this whole not being acknowledged thing. It’s only started happening to me at 28-29. When I was in my early and mid-20s, I’d always get some level of attention. I was out of the dating game for a few years while I was 24-27. Some guys/women have told me that “times have changed” and no one approaches anyone in person anymore. I don’t know what that is supposed to mean.

I did online dating in my early 20s, too. Back then, I wasn’t very picky and I’d date anyone I thought was cute or funny. I dated quite a lot that way. I signed up for a free site again earlier this year and man oh man, I don’t know if my standards have just changed or if the caliber of men has just significantly dropped, but it was a huge disappointment and I deleted my profile.

Anyway, I’m thinking about trying my luck at the online thing again but I’m not sure what app/site to use. Anyone have suggestions for someone in my age range?

So this has been an assortment of thoughts but I guess that’s what happens when I don’t blog for a few days. A smorgasbord.

Awesome Day

Arrived in Florida this afternoon and spent the entire day out by the pool. So fun. I was obsessively applying and reapplying sunblock so I hope I don’t wake up with a burn. Tomorrow is beach time. So excited.

Until mañana…

Vacation tomorrow

No time to write. Vacation tomorrow. Excited. Goodnight.

Workdays Before A Vacation

I’m leaving for vacation on Wednesday so this is a 2-day work week for me. I got so much done today — probably about as much as I usually get done in 2-3 days. This just goes to show what a tremendous uptick in productivity we would all enjoy if the 2-day work week was established universally…

Aside from work, today was just another ordinary Monday.

My goal is to write in this blog daily until my birthday but some days will just be boring like today. My vacation will make things a little more interesting. I’m planning on a lot of beach time and maybe some dancing.

(For the record, I did write yesterday, it was just after midnight, which is technically today, but whatever.)

The Ex and Facebook

Today was a pretty chill day with the exception of my ex deciding to randomly message me on Facebook after two years of not speaking with or seeing each other.

It was a very turbulent relationship and it took me a year to get completely over it. What hurt most in the beginning was the fact that he hadn’t even cared enough to reach out to me.

And now here we are, more than two years later. And I receive my first sign of life from him, via Facebook.

The message itself was unremarkable so I won’t get into specifics. I did not reply. Just like I didn’t reply to his friend request a month and a half ago. We haven’t been friends for two years, we won’t be now.

Perhaps I’d of had a different perspective if his message had been of any significance. Something like, “So I’ve had two years to reflect on all the shit I put you through, and I’m sorry for being an asshole all those years.”

Yes, I would probably have more respect for him if he’d of written that. He didn’t, unsurprisingly.

Just another day in my 20-something life… 30 is starting to look less like something to be nervous about and more like something to look forward to.

My last month as a 20-something

Today, I’m 29.

In exactly one month from now, I’ll turn 30.

Not gonna lie, I’m a little freaked out. I’m not quite where I thought I would be at this point in my life.

For one, I’m single, no boyfriend, no prospects. I have a job I enjoy, but it’s not the manager-level position I assumed I’d have by now. And although I love my apartment, I once had grandiose visions of moving away from my hometown.

The truth is, life hasn’t exactly panned out like I thought it would have, but the good news is that I’m happy.

And isn’t that more than what a lot of people can say? At any age?