It's a Good Day for Apple Cider

Not much going on this weekend as I sip my hot apple cider. Yesterday was full of work, munchkins (not the edible variety but my niece and her friend who were visiting) and missed phone calls and texts. I fell asleep much too early for my liking last night and spent more money than I planned on during the day -- none of it on myself. I fear today, as beautiful as it is, will pass by just as quickly but not as eventfully.

To combat the face failure/crush funk I've been in on and off this year, I actually joined a dating service and met a really nice guy. It seems almost foreign to have someone be interested and act interested in me. Someone who calls me all the time, wants to do things and seems excited to spend time with me, who doesn't treat me like an after thought. Someone who doesn't ask me to do something with him and then takes off with his friends when he gets a better offer. I have enough "friends" who do that on a regular basis; I don't need any more. I just hope I don't mess this up because my comfort level is off, and I don't always want to chat on the phone. This is actually going a little faster than I'm used to. It's probably a really slow pace for normal people, but since when have I been accused of being normal? So far he hasn't perceived me as too boring or too strange. Yay!

It's just so difficult to completely let go of the crush, but somehow I have to try. If I don't, I'll never get out of this funk!

Oh, and a nice surprise! I found out I won a Red Sox gift basket yesterday! I'd purchased raffle tickets back in September and forgotten about it. Now I have to figure out how to claim it.