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Day 2 on this Island…

I couldn’t sleep last night.  Summer starts in September in San Francisco.  With summer comes balmy 60 degree nights that result in restless tossing and turning.  It could have been the weather, or the massive Musinex I took as I was going to bed.  Just because they use the stuff to make Meth doesn’t mean it is the reason I was up all night.

Due to my lack of sleep, I was up in plenty of time to make it to the gym, run a quick mile, do 30 more minutes of circuit training and head into work.  I even had time to blow out my hair!  It was kind of amazing.  I have to say the worst part of this isn’t going to the gym.  I love exercise, I feel accomplished, and a bit hardcore when I am done, it’s the eating.  I have the absolute WORST sweet tooth.  The cupcake truck that parks down the street for lunch doesn’t help.

I find myself avoiding leaving the office because there are so many great places to eat in this city, and the snack closet is a bit too close to my desk for my liking.  I know the first week or two of “eating healthy” is always the worst, I just need to power through.

p.s. A non-homeless man complimented my dress today, so I’m calling that a win!

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Why am I Single?

Any warm blooded, non-coupled American female of a certain age (like over 13) has asked herself this question.

Too Tan?Am I too fat? Is my hair too blonde? Am I too beautiful? Are my boobs too big? You get the picture. Her great girlfriends will always answer the way they are taught as children, “No! Of course not!”

Reality is, they are lying and you, Miss WhyAmISingle, are correct.

Whoa!
Whoa!

Please don’t click on Facebook just yet. Let me explain. You are correct in the assumption you are single because you need to come to terms with your insecurities. There are things about yourself that you need to change before you are ready to be in a relationship and yes, your hair might be too blonde.

Getting back to the real purpose we are here, me, let’s discuss why I am single. To keep things simple I have narrowed it down to three main reasons I am perpetually single:

1. I have gained some weight, okay, a good amount of weight, over the past ten years and I just can’t get comfortable. Can I still shop at normal stores and participate in physical activity? Yes, but for me and my comfort level, I’m too big.

2. I am scared of being hurt/ needing someone. Twice I have made epic life decisions based on relationships I was in and twice I was left alone and devastated.

3. I am afraid of happy ever after. I am afraid I’m going to meet Prince Charming, get married, have four kids and never climb Mt Kilimanjaro.

So in the next 107 days, I plan on addressing these issues head on, but first I’m going to have some cheese. But after that, I’m on this. I will be sharing my experiences and in theory, my self-discovery/improvement plan will net someone who wants to buy me a Christmas Present.

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A Boyfriend for Christmas

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I am on a mission. It is September 6, 2012, and my goal is to have a boyfriend by Christmas. This gives me 109 days (and 2+ hours) to make this happen. I feel this is a totally achievable goal.

I am a 31 year old professional. I live in San Francisco, CA. my parents love me and have been married for over 30 years. I have had boyfriends and I have been in love.

The purpose of those statements is to prove to you, and myself, that I am normal-ish.  I am not crazy, and I’m not going to boil your rabbit. I just think it is time.

Okay, that sounds weird. Let me explain.  I am extremely comfortable being single and I enjoy my life. I have some great friends and I love my job. I have hobbies and interests, and I have 2 eyebrows and I shower regularly. While I may not be Jenifer Anniston, I’m not a troll or a Kardashian either.

The purpose of this blog/journal is to provide myself with a goal to work towards. A mission. Professionally and academically I always worked best when there is a deadline and a clear assignment.

Unlike Intro to American Politics, my dating life has always lacked a clear syllabus or due date. I have never thought I would die alone. I have never felt I needed a man to sponsor me (not going to lie I have joked about it and it would be nice). I tend to approach relationships and dating as a way to kill time until something better comes along, or I get bored.

So, here I am, embarking on a semester of self-discovery, self-improvement, and hopeful some fun and stupid stories with the ultimate goal of having someone, besides my cousins and parents, to drink hot toddies with on December 25th.

So sit back, enjoy, and don’t feel bad if you laugh at me a bit, because I too think this is a bit lame.

Cat Lady(Just to prove my lameness- I am typing this on my iPhone in a Laundromat while I drink Pinot noir out of a stadium cup. Should I just give up and invest in some cats now?)

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