so here's my current status - no shit - ok minor shit, straight up.
87kg, about 175cm high (harder to measure) still got a technical hour glass figure, in that my hips and tits are basically the same measurements, but my stomach is threatening to make me a rectangle - about a 10cm difference anyway.
32 years old, once married, twice engaged, 3 times lived with significant other. one kid. many skills - none of them, other than sex. to a skill of any actual merit.
I like my job, despite not being paid great amounts. I have too much debt.
I read somewhere that if you keep doing the same things, you get the same results. so it's time to mix things up - just need to decide where, or possibly what i am most unhappy about.
Today that thing is: my social and friends list. It's small and unreliable list - I don't begrudge the unreliability part, after all my good friends are busy and getting on with things - I really aren't interested in having too many bums on my close friends list (one or two is fine). I like ambition.
If your ambition is to sponge off the government and do as little as possible, then I will support you 95% (5% reserved as I know you could do better and if you ever change your mind) after all a goal is a goal, who am I to tell you what is worthy?
right then, with this in mind, how does one go about finding reliable people that will offer to babysit my daughter, so i might have a social life? I meet people all the time, everyday - it's not like there is a shortage there!
I've found (in chch anyway) that these are generally people who either love me (hard to find), want children or want grandchildren, or want to be paid. a bit tricker, but i'm sure it can be done.
I guess I'm regimented in that my work stays at work, i don't flirt with my daughter present - unless it is expected, and I'm seldom out on the actual prowl.
so what i'm typing is, basically, that i don't flirt often enough. so step one, step it up. I might warn my workmate though - oh I'm looking forward to monday now! :)
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