I’ve been MIA…I know…again, life has been life-ing.
So, let’s just start fresh from today. It’s Monday, September 1st, 2025 and also Labor Day. The girls are in 9th and 7th grade and doing pretty fantastic. Both are incredibly smart, gorgeous and healthy. I can’t believe how fast the time has gone from being “my littles” to these young ladies who don’t need me as much as they used to.
I manage a condo in a 55+ condo a few miles away in Lansdowne which is a big switch from being a portfolio manager with FirstService Residential. While I really loved working with a company that had values and missions along with celebrating diversity and inclusion, being a portfolio manager just wasn’t for me. I can see myself going back one day in the future. I love the team atmosphere and I don’t quite have that same experience in the present environment.
I’m still single and well, I’ve accepted that this could be a very long term situation. I’m less than amused with the current batch of men I’ve encountered in the dating pool. So many don’t want a real relationship, or they can’t carry on a simple conversation, or they lack ambition and goals. There’s so many “Are We Dating the Same Guy” groups and the amount of people who are unknowingly involved with someone else’s mate is astounding. In the age of swiping left and right, decisions are made quickly based on photos and without actually reading profiles. My girls keep trying to get me to sign up for speed dating or other activities to help me find the next love of my life but I’m not certain I’ll ever trust another man ever again. Those two husbands were enough to help me realize I’m not so great at picking guys.
Well, I guess I should go and get ready for work tomorrow. That old cheerleading injury from 30 years ago started giving me serious problems a few months ago. Went to the Orthopedic Surgeon and turns out it is arthritis. So I did some physical therapy and was feeling a bit better…until a couple days ago. I woke up with pain in my leg I’d never quite felt before. I can barely bend it and putting any pressure on it is horrible. I’m so upset that I feel this way and I’m just sad. I’ve watched my mom struggle for years with her knees and I hate thinking I’m headed that way as well. I’ll call ortho in the morning and hopefully get it sometime soon. I don’t want to live in constant agony. See you soon!
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