The events of 2014 have made me realise just how unattractive a mate I would make. I have done a lot of work in the last two years but I still have a long way to go.
So, I have focused on getting my shit together. I have paid to have my resume updated and made a plan to save so I can study for PRINCE2 qualifications. While I hate gardening with a passion, I have spent countless hours working outside so it is easier to maintain. After much research and some dedicated saving I am now the proud owner of a wipper snipper. I even have a pruning saw and a set of secateurs (and am much less likely to take out an eye on the old branches that used to stick out over the lawn). I have relocated the outdoor umbrella to give the kids more space to ride their scooters. I have rearranged and cleaned out the shed.
I have filed away old paperwork and dealt with some (more) messy legal issues. I have cleaned out all the cupboards (an d now I have Eminem;s 'Cleaning out my Closet' stuck on repeat in my head) and donated a whole heap of shit I don't need or don't want.
The Christmas decorations have been put away. I have repaired a heap of clothing. I have bought new clothes and have been given some beautiful jewellery.
I am back into the routine of going to gym, albeit without my training partner of last year. I have stocked my fridge with fresh fruits and vegetables. I am drinking more water and spending more time in bed. I turn off electronic devices at midnight.
While all these changes do not guarantee that I will be more attractive to a man, they make me more attractive to me. And if it is only me that is happier with who I am? I'm okay with that!
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