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End of Seasons
Still feel a bit green to blogging but I need to write rather than pay a therapist also spelled "TheRapist". If I need advise, a blog is a great place to hear many opinions, I love that part, especially if most every one is civil.
Tomorrow I will see two of my very last clients for tax season. Tomorrow is the first time we are cutting clients off six days before the deadline. Don't get me wrong, we will still file an extension but they have to drop off their paperwork with no guarantees nor any live appointments.
I've been with this company over twenty years, it's my work husband. Loved the job all that time except the first six months I was employed there. The boss was just starting his CPA Firm and I had just moved across country from Seattle, WA to Orlando, FL leaving a boss that was retiring from his CPA Firm. The Orlando boss and I grew the business, mostly he grew it, I just kept his books as the admin/secretary as well as an Accountant during tax season. The firm grew after a couple years we hired a secretary, that made my job easier. After many years of employment, I became a Partner
Five years ago we interviewed buyers for our firm finally selling to a much younger woman. One of the questions I asked before I accepted the sale was would she allow my dog to work by my side for the two year contract I had agreed to. I knew I could handle anything for two years. I thought if it was an unpleasant two years I could retire but I was hoping to make it to sixty-six when social security would kick in. I signed the non-compete. The two years flew by with me enjoying what I did and learning my boss. In those two year I loved and admired her, will do anything for her while she has grows this company.
In the last five years I finally heard my boss say, she doesn't know if she could still be doing tax seasons at my age. I just smiled. She is a beautiful woman from Lithuania, she does Ironman's, I tell her she is a beast.
I'm moving a 100 miles to the next chapter of my life. Working part time from home by remoting into the office. I will miss my co-workers but have my parents and siblings to enjoy. I also am now single, no work-husband so there time to explore a companion.
End of a Season creates a New Season.
Tomorrow I will see two of my very last clients for tax season. Tomorrow is the first time we are cutting clients off six days before the deadline. Don't get me wrong, we will still file an extension but they have to drop off their paperwork with no guarantees nor any live appointments.
I've been with this company over twenty years, it's my work husband. Loved the job all that time except the first six months I was employed there. The boss was just starting his CPA Firm and I had just moved across country from Seattle, WA to Orlando, FL leaving a boss that was retiring from his CPA Firm. The Orlando boss and I grew the business, mostly he grew it, I just kept his books as the admin/secretary as well as an Accountant during tax season. The firm grew after a couple years we hired a secretary, that made my job easier. After many years of employment, I became a Partner
Five years ago we interviewed buyers for our firm finally selling to a much younger woman. One of the questions I asked before I accepted the sale was would she allow my dog to work by my side for the two year contract I had agreed to. I knew I could handle anything for two years. I thought if it was an unpleasant two years I could retire but I was hoping to make it to sixty-six when social security would kick in. I signed the non-compete. The two years flew by with me enjoying what I did and learning my boss. In those two year I loved and admired her, will do anything for her while she has grows this company.
In the last five years I finally heard my boss say, she doesn't know if she could still be doing tax seasons at my age. I just smiled. She is a beautiful woman from Lithuania, she does Ironman's, I tell her she is a beast.
I'm moving a 100 miles to the next chapter of my life. Working part time from home by remoting into the office. I will miss my co-workers but have my parents and siblings to enjoy. I also am now single, no work-husband so there time to explore a companion.
End of a Season creates a New Season.
Sleep Disorder
This is often why I blog - my sleep pattern has gone whacko. On a 40 hr work week schedule I have to try to force sleep when I can, after retirement I will let my body enoy as little sleep as it needs.
The funny thing is I'm hearing this disturbing sleep disorder from so many people, my children, the adult grand divas, friends are starting to say it happening to them, even some co-workers, different posters on a blog I discussed elsewhere came forward with this experience. My guess is all the wonderful electronics we are tethered too are affecting parts of our brain, sleep pattern being one of them.
I've tried teas, tons of natural products but not script pills because I can't get my hands on any but that is a good think because from my understanding you wake up groggy and I hate groggy. All the natural one I pop awake like a jack in the box. They just won't put me to sleep though
My folks aren't having this sleep problem, in fact Mom get Dad up around 9am, Mom dresses him, fixes breakfast, Dad reads his newspaper (and I tease him that everyone reads it online) and he is ready for his first of six daily naps. Sleep no longer eludes him. Ironically he hated sleep when he was younger. Mom on the other hand says she too is waking up hours before Dad and she gets to cherish that time for herself so sh is okay with it.
I'm facing the first part of my life of not having to adhere to a schedule and I'm just a little bewildered at wondering, imagining all the things that can unfold. At the same time I have to fear of "change", habits to break easy. This is my problem and I embrace it, now if I can quit trying to over think it, I could do myself a favor. Sounds like I'm trying to turn into my own therapist.
This blog brought to you by sleep deprivation, I hope I don't regret it tomorrow.
Down and out, I got an hour and a half before the stinky alarm goes off.
The funny thing is I'm hearing this disturbing sleep disorder from so many people, my children, the adult grand divas, friends are starting to say it happening to them, even some co-workers, different posters on a blog I discussed elsewhere came forward with this experience. My guess is all the wonderful electronics we are tethered too are affecting parts of our brain, sleep pattern being one of them.
I've tried teas, tons of natural products but not script pills because I can't get my hands on any but that is a good think because from my understanding you wake up groggy and I hate groggy. All the natural one I pop awake like a jack in the box. They just won't put me to sleep though
My folks aren't having this sleep problem, in fact Mom get Dad up around 9am, Mom dresses him, fixes breakfast, Dad reads his newspaper (and I tease him that everyone reads it online) and he is ready for his first of six daily naps. Sleep no longer eludes him. Ironically he hated sleep when he was younger. Mom on the other hand says she too is waking up hours before Dad and she gets to cherish that time for herself so sh is okay with it.
I'm facing the first part of my life of not having to adhere to a schedule and I'm just a little bewildered at wondering, imagining all the things that can unfold. At the same time I have to fear of "change", habits to break easy. This is my problem and I embrace it, now if I can quit trying to over think it, I could do myself a favor. Sounds like I'm trying to turn into my own therapist.
This blog brought to you by sleep deprivation, I hope I don't regret it tomorrow.
Down and out, I got an hour and a half before the stinky alarm goes off.
Advice to Change Girls into Women Part 2
ITEM
1. Unless you are 30 or older, do not talk about being hurt. 1 or 2 times is nothing. My heart was broken two times by drop dead gorgeous Russian romance scammers (stolen photos, one Ukrainian was readly a Canadian model scanned from a magazine). After yintelligence in Europe explain the MO (technique they ALL used) I just fed them rope until they hung themselves and easily blew off 20 or 30 more. However a girl in another country hit my weak spot almost immediately and I lost at lot of cash and gained a lot of trouble.
2.When you tell what you want in a man just try to limit it to what is unusual or different. I have read Walks on beach, travel, humor, caring and the other common sense things everybody likes. I stop reading and do not reply for I have written most everything and will not rpeat myself 100 times. It is hard to tell who is who for the stories are identical. Then ther are the American women who spell easy English words wrong and are in Ghana or Nigeria always to take care of parents there or they are in a refugee camp and the minister loaned his computer.
Here is howI think and you can too. My interests: I always wanted to scuba dive but only got 2 breaths from a guy's fancy tanksin the deep end of the pool. He had a second mouthpiece for buddy breathing but without weights it was hard swimming straight down with only my teeeth gripping the mouthpiece so I let go to avoid ripping out the hose. I always had chores, work, had to watch over my much younger half brothers or was between jobs without money to reach the saltwater. I am now too old and out of shape to dive, fly a Rotorway Exec helicopter, live long enough to build it from the kit, hike mountain trails to great photo shots, due to the scam the VA shrinks removed my 2nd Amendment gun rights. I no longer want one but i want the right for I have dealt with 2 exchanges of death threats and one time at night asked a cop to look under my car because I do ot know where the starter cable to detonate a bomb is located in afront wheel drive car.
Back to interests. I started college in chemistry but was forced to study the pre-med kind instead of the fun kind to make solid rocket fuel, explosives and such. It would have ben great until the 1,000 foot high smoke cloud after The plant supply Sapce shuttle fuel blew up. I know or can learn fast what I need of most all majors in a univerisity. My quest to be not a technical but a general (al things) adviser require diplomacy, detective instinct, economy, foreign aid, that there is no Federal Death Penalty, Welfare, inner city, converting to green electric cars and all nuclear power + 5% to recharge the cars, the cheaper and totally safe Thorium nuclear power, military tactics, nuclear weapon sizes, types and delivery methods, that the CIA has not had permission to assassinate for a long time, how to stop scams, ID theft, and cybercrime, reduce prison cost and racial tension, cut cost of Air Froce One and at least study the Secret Service to see if it can cost less. I am expecting money in 2018 so I am house and car shopping to be ready as soon as funds arrive. It is less than we will be able to afford but it is stupid to waste more than $50 million on one house and much of that will be for distance from other house and water and mountain view. It will cost more but I must build new for all existing homes have some kind of flaw that would have cost little or save money when corrected. So, you see my interests are broad ..."Hey look at that gorgious broad!".
2. If you want an middle class or higher life expect the man to be smart. Engineers have career gaps. The new job means learning as much new data as a trade journeyman as quickly as possible. When I started on the F-16 I was studying the same book detailingthe flight control system as the Pentagon used to decide which fighter to buy. It took some week so I was worried about being fired before starting to write crews' books.
1. Unless you are 30 or older, do not talk about being hurt. 1 or 2 times is nothing. My heart was broken two times by drop dead gorgeous Russian romance scammers (stolen photos, one Ukrainian was readly a Canadian model scanned from a magazine). After yintelligence in Europe explain the MO (technique they ALL used) I just fed them rope until they hung themselves and easily blew off 20 or 30 more. However a girl in another country hit my weak spot almost immediately and I lost at lot of cash and gained a lot of trouble.
2.When you tell what you want in a man just try to limit it to what is unusual or different. I have read Walks on beach, travel, humor, caring and the other common sense things everybody likes. I stop reading and do not reply for I have written most everything and will not rpeat myself 100 times. It is hard to tell who is who for the stories are identical. Then ther are the American women who spell easy English words wrong and are in Ghana or Nigeria always to take care of parents there or they are in a refugee camp and the minister loaned his computer.
Here is howI think and you can too. My interests: I always wanted to scuba dive but only got 2 breaths from a guy's fancy tanksin the deep end of the pool. He had a second mouthpiece for buddy breathing but without weights it was hard swimming straight down with only my teeeth gripping the mouthpiece so I let go to avoid ripping out the hose. I always had chores, work, had to watch over my much younger half brothers or was between jobs without money to reach the saltwater. I am now too old and out of shape to dive, fly a Rotorway Exec helicopter, live long enough to build it from the kit, hike mountain trails to great photo shots, due to the scam the VA shrinks removed my 2nd Amendment gun rights. I no longer want one but i want the right for I have dealt with 2 exchanges of death threats and one time at night asked a cop to look under my car because I do ot know where the starter cable to detonate a bomb is located in afront wheel drive car.
Back to interests. I started college in chemistry but was forced to study the pre-med kind instead of the fun kind to make solid rocket fuel, explosives and such. It would have ben great until the 1,000 foot high smoke cloud after The plant supply Sapce shuttle fuel blew up. I know or can learn fast what I need of most all majors in a univerisity. My quest to be not a technical but a general (al things) adviser require diplomacy, detective instinct, economy, foreign aid, that there is no Federal Death Penalty, Welfare, inner city, converting to green electric cars and all nuclear power + 5% to recharge the cars, the cheaper and totally safe Thorium nuclear power, military tactics, nuclear weapon sizes, types and delivery methods, that the CIA has not had permission to assassinate for a long time, how to stop scams, ID theft, and cybercrime, reduce prison cost and racial tension, cut cost of Air Froce One and at least study the Secret Service to see if it can cost less. I am expecting money in 2018 so I am house and car shopping to be ready as soon as funds arrive. It is less than we will be able to afford but it is stupid to waste more than $50 million on one house and much of that will be for distance from other house and water and mountain view. It will cost more but I must build new for all existing homes have some kind of flaw that would have cost little or save money when corrected. So, you see my interests are broad ..."Hey look at that gorgious broad!".
2. If you want an middle class or higher life expect the man to be smart. Engineers have career gaps. The new job means learning as much new data as a trade journeyman as quickly as possible. When I started on the F-16 I was studying the same book detailingthe flight control system as the Pentagon used to decide which fighter to buy. It took some week so I was worried about being fired before starting to write crews' books.
Very sad indeed
Reviewing various female profiles and their perception of self and the quality of men they seek It's rather sad when they preach about how loving caring they claim to be and love their God and their Jesus etc. Then place their unrealistic expectations of potential mates that they must be this or that or love God the same way they see him.. Or list all the things they don't want in a relationship such as they don't want abusers or drunks or a loser without a job etc. Yet, rarely do we see anyone suggest what they do want. Such a nice gentleman or lady who is honest with themselves and to have a real connection with someone. Or they want open communication, fairness something in common etc. I know everyone has their own idea of a friendship and or relationship. However, if you convey a message of past hurts and past relationship failures in one breath and preach about how you may love your God the next what kind of message of contradiction is that? Even God said you can't serve two masters without favoring one over the other. One cannot be dictating that everyone must love God according to an individual's perception then attack everyone that says hello or points out their mixed message of the kind of friend they seek. Where is the empowerment in that? Women want to be empowered and wear the pants today but, part of that responsibility is not attack those trying to reach out to them. It kind of defeats the purpose of seeking a friend in my opinion. Hence, people should be careful what they ask for and what they project out there for we tend to attract what we think of ourselves in our anger and in our joy. If you want to draw love into your life offer love without fear, without using past hurts or judgment. Look at the dysfunction we see in the world today. On the brink of nuclear war, mass shootings and natural disasters. Is this the kind of world people want? If we can't learn to love in our immediate community we can't love anyone online or 4000 miles across the ocean. Oh we can play superficial love and games and offer selective coyness to one another but at the end of the day when we want to curl up with someone and snuggle but left in an empty cold bed we realize our value to anyone and everyone. Something to ponder and criticize in your travels.
"Wanna Come Up & See My Etchings?"
Well, here I am starting over on a new site, although definitely not new to blogging. I must admit starting over with an introduction had me a bit stymied initially and I procrastinated on the dirty deed.
UnFayzed has enticed me into the warm waters of CS blogland, promising not to cannonball me as I tentatively wade into this new pool. Not that I'm some shrinking violet afraid of new adventures - not by a long shot. Nope, I think it's more the time element and I'd much rather be out in nature with my camera than trying to think how to introduce myself.
Who am I? A 65 year old woman in BC, Canada, who's just received her old age pension and is absolutely loving the security that it offers. I also have my own business that keeps me more than busy from May to December. I have a great love for the US, having travelled there not only as a child, but also as an adult. Due to my business, I travel across the border to ship orders twice a week, often taking my bike in the summer time to avail myself of the wonderful rail trails.
I have one adult daughter who lives up north, who I rarely get to see, unfortunately. My mother, at 91, is still very much alive and kicking and I see her fairly frequently. Last year, I purchased my dream home, a 1400 sq ft ranch-style home in a small farming community of about 5,000 people. Although it wasn't a planned move, it was absolutely the best thing I've done. The natural beauty of the area has me out with my camera almost daily.
About a 20 minute drive from my home is a popular resort area with a huge lake, and 4 other lakes in close proximity. As the area is mostly flat, it's superb for biking, one of my favourite pastimes. I love that I can bike to the store or the river, or up to the lakes if I'm ambitious. It affords me the opportunity to follow my passions, cycling and photography. I call it photocycling, as I pack up my photo gear into two panniers on the back of my bike, along with a tripod and cane that becomes a stool, and off I go.
No, I'm not into figuring out how many miles I've gone and that I've got to accomplish x miles for it to be worthwhile. I cycle, see something to photograph, stop and carry on. Sometimes I've gone 40 miles, other times, much less. It all depends on how much time I have or want to spend.
My other passion is art, with watercolour painting being the major one, pen & ink, and graphite following close behind. However, due to my recent foray into photography, I haven't pursued my art. One of these days.....
Oh yes, and writing is the other passion. I love words and always have. I am a member of the Travel Writer's Association of BC, but have to admit that I haven't actively pursued that avenue due to some unforeseen circumstances in the past two years. As those circumstances are now resolved, I anticipate I'll be going on more adventures and writing about them this year.
Now I've dived into this pool and gotten the anticipated chill out of the way, I look forward to swimming with everyone.
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UnFayzed has enticed me into the warm waters of CS blogland, promising not to cannonball me as I tentatively wade into this new pool. Not that I'm some shrinking violet afraid of new adventures - not by a long shot. Nope, I think it's more the time element and I'd much rather be out in nature with my camera than trying to think how to introduce myself.
Who am I? A 65 year old woman in BC, Canada, who's just received her old age pension and is absolutely loving the security that it offers. I also have my own business that keeps me more than busy from May to December. I have a great love for the US, having travelled there not only as a child, but also as an adult. Due to my business, I travel across the border to ship orders twice a week, often taking my bike in the summer time to avail myself of the wonderful rail trails.
I have one adult daughter who lives up north, who I rarely get to see, unfortunately. My mother, at 91, is still very much alive and kicking and I see her fairly frequently. Last year, I purchased my dream home, a 1400 sq ft ranch-style home in a small farming community of about 5,000 people. Although it wasn't a planned move, it was absolutely the best thing I've done. The natural beauty of the area has me out with my camera almost daily.
About a 20 minute drive from my home is a popular resort area with a huge lake, and 4 other lakes in close proximity. As the area is mostly flat, it's superb for biking, one of my favourite pastimes. I love that I can bike to the store or the river, or up to the lakes if I'm ambitious. It affords me the opportunity to follow my passions, cycling and photography. I call it photocycling, as I pack up my photo gear into two panniers on the back of my bike, along with a tripod and cane that becomes a stool, and off I go.
No, I'm not into figuring out how many miles I've gone and that I've got to accomplish x miles for it to be worthwhile. I cycle, see something to photograph, stop and carry on. Sometimes I've gone 40 miles, other times, much less. It all depends on how much time I have or want to spend.
My other passion is art, with watercolour painting being the major one, pen & ink, and graphite following close behind. However, due to my recent foray into photography, I haven't pursued my art. One of these days.....
Oh yes, and writing is the other passion. I love words and always have. I am a member of the Travel Writer's Association of BC, but have to admit that I haven't actively pursued that avenue due to some unforeseen circumstances in the past two years. As those circumstances are now resolved, I anticipate I'll be going on more adventures and writing about them this year.
Now I've dived into this pool and gotten the anticipated chill out of the way, I look forward to swimming with everyone.
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What is a friend?
We take for granted our need for friends but really what is a friend? Well, on one level a friend is the opposite of an enemy, so anyone on your side could be considered a friend. This might be so in war but in peace, we are far choosier about who becomes a friend. Of course there are many people we might call friends but only because we hang out with them from time to time. And then there are those who we are acquainted with and who are our peripheral ‘friends,’ that is to say those on the outer circle of our social network. Then of course there are our on-line friends who give us an illusory sense that we are not alone. But who counts as a real friend, someone who will be with you when you do have a battle to fight, when you have a real struggle going on?
Being a foreigner in China these past years (no longer) has meant I have had to rely totally on friends to help me survive and so I have done my best to cultivate friendship. I haven’t had family to call upon and because my Chinese is so poor I have had to rely on friends a great deal. The practical help they have given me has been invaluable and for which I am forever grateful. However, there has been one level of friendship which has been much harder to come by and that is a friend whom I could share my heart and soul with.
We all have difficulties and problems with this life but who do we share our deepest concerns with? Who do we share our feelings with when we are at our lowest ebb? Now, you might have a partner, husband or wife who can take on this role but what if you can’t share everything with them because to you, they are your problem? Only a very good friend can be your confidant in this situation.
Each one of us needs a true friend who we can share our insecurities with, someone who we can trust. Only a true friend will not share with others the problems we have. But my question is, why is such a person so difficult to find? And even if we do have one, is one really enough?
Being a foreigner in China these past years (no longer) has meant I have had to rely totally on friends to help me survive and so I have done my best to cultivate friendship. I haven’t had family to call upon and because my Chinese is so poor I have had to rely on friends a great deal. The practical help they have given me has been invaluable and for which I am forever grateful. However, there has been one level of friendship which has been much harder to come by and that is a friend whom I could share my heart and soul with.
We all have difficulties and problems with this life but who do we share our deepest concerns with? Who do we share our feelings with when we are at our lowest ebb? Now, you might have a partner, husband or wife who can take on this role but what if you can’t share everything with them because to you, they are your problem? Only a very good friend can be your confidant in this situation.
Each one of us needs a true friend who we can share our insecurities with, someone who we can trust. Only a true friend will not share with others the problems we have. But my question is, why is such a person so difficult to find? And even if we do have one, is one really enough?
Looking at faces – making choices
It’s weird isn’t it? Looking at all these faces and wondering which one’s you should contact and which ones you won’t.
How is it, we can make such choices and can we be sure we will be absolutely right? Of course, we can’t but something within us dictates our preferences. Is it that the person we choose will share some physical features with our own, or is it that we have an idea of aesthetic beauty and decide from there? Do we see the face and wonder if the one looking out will like what he or she sees in us? Do we wonder if the person looks like a friendly mother or father figure, or a self-obsessed independent career minded type? What’s more, does the face really reveal the character within and do we overlook truly wonderful people just because of their looks?
Maybe there should be a blind date website, where you only choose the person by what they say about themselves – no pictures to distract you. Now, that would be something wouldn’t it – you fall in love with the words and ideas of another, only to find out he or she would be one you would never choose, if your first judgement was by looks alone. Could you still love them?
How is it, we can make such choices and can we be sure we will be absolutely right? Of course, we can’t but something within us dictates our preferences. Is it that the person we choose will share some physical features with our own, or is it that we have an idea of aesthetic beauty and decide from there? Do we see the face and wonder if the one looking out will like what he or she sees in us? Do we wonder if the person looks like a friendly mother or father figure, or a self-obsessed independent career minded type? What’s more, does the face really reveal the character within and do we overlook truly wonderful people just because of their looks?
Maybe there should be a blind date website, where you only choose the person by what they say about themselves – no pictures to distract you. Now, that would be something wouldn’t it – you fall in love with the words and ideas of another, only to find out he or she would be one you would never choose, if your first judgement was by looks alone. Could you still love them?
The Potential Males on this Site
I have never found so many men with the color "black" for eyes. So many "mixed race" men and when you ask them what "mix" they are reply something stupid such as "Mom is Canadian and I am from Spain" or my fav "Mom is from Atlanta and Dad from Rome.
The fellow who lives in Hamburg Germany, who really lives in California and goes to Melbourne Australia but did not realize I know time zones. Then asks for money for ITunes.
Is there anyone who does not want money? Is anyone really looking for love? Does everyone work offshore or are builders?
READ MY PROFILE! People claim they do but you know they did not!!!
How about a 29 yo. Nigerian from Mexico who loves working at the docks in landlocked Phoenix.
A 51 yo retired doctor. Retired because of spine surgery working with his Dad now. Claims he lives in Harlem, NYC
My last contact was a 44 yo from Ireland who wanted to Video Strip for me.........
The fellow who lives in Hamburg Germany, who really lives in California and goes to Melbourne Australia but did not realize I know time zones. Then asks for money for ITunes.
Is there anyone who does not want money? Is anyone really looking for love? Does everyone work offshore or are builders?
READ MY PROFILE! People claim they do but you know they did not!!!
How about a 29 yo. Nigerian from Mexico who loves working at the docks in landlocked Phoenix.
A 51 yo retired doctor. Retired because of spine surgery working with his Dad now. Claims he lives in Harlem, NYC
My last contact was a 44 yo from Ireland who wanted to Video Strip for me.........
Things I don’t understand here. Part I.
Prelude:
The other day I had an exchange here with a younger man from another country:
Him: How are you doing?
Me (thinking “what exactly do people expect as an answer to that kind of questions?”): How am I doing what?
Him: It’s hello in English. I thought that you speak English.
Me (thinking “what led to that conclusion?”): Wrong assumption.
And that innocent remark made him to give birth to a tirade:
Him (verbatim): Well your profile is written in English ??? Am I missing something ? You sound very angry ? Divorced , old alone , your children don’t live with you , you sad ugly withered Old skank, you will never find anyone , enjoy being alone all the remainder of your miserable life , you horrible little woman
Yes, I am little. Never thought that it’s something one has to be ashamed of. Anyway, if my counterpart prefers tall, overweight, perhaps obese women, why did he contact me?
Yes, I am divorced. If my counterpart prefers married women, why did he contact me?
Yes, my child is grown-up and lives on her own. If my counterpart prefers 5 generation living under the same roof, why did he contact me?
Somebody, please, can explain me what is it that I don’t understand in this situation?
The other day I had an exchange here with a younger man from another country:
Him: How are you doing?
Me (thinking “what exactly do people expect as an answer to that kind of questions?”): How am I doing what?
Him: It’s hello in English. I thought that you speak English.
Me (thinking “what led to that conclusion?”): Wrong assumption.
And that innocent remark made him to give birth to a tirade:
Him (verbatim): Well your profile is written in English ??? Am I missing something ? You sound very angry ? Divorced , old alone , your children don’t live with you , you sad ugly withered Old skank, you will never find anyone , enjoy being alone all the remainder of your miserable life , you horrible little woman
Yes, I am little. Never thought that it’s something one has to be ashamed of. Anyway, if my counterpart prefers tall, overweight, perhaps obese women, why did he contact me?
Yes, I am divorced. If my counterpart prefers married women, why did he contact me?
Yes, my child is grown-up and lives on her own. If my counterpart prefers 5 generation living under the same roof, why did he contact me?
Somebody, please, can explain me what is it that I don’t understand in this situation?
Said yes, and I’m taking the plunge, squeeeee
I’ll be honest with you, I never expected to marry again but he kept asking and the more I thought about it, the more I realized this is actually the ideal solution for me, so I said YES!!
Be happy for me, please - the friends who knew about us, or have started suspecting, think I am making a mistake but I am truly happy. Lipra is - well, he’s a lovely guy. Fantastic sense of humour. When he told me he had 3 wives already I was shocked. Bigamy!! He said no, Biff, 3 wives, that’s very big a' me! I had to laugh, and that’s it, really, any man who makes me laugh . . .
We all get along well, we all like time to ourselves, it will be perfect. Between us we own places in Spain, Ireland, France and Greece, and can switch around now and then for holidays. As the fourth and youngest wife (Lipra is only 48, but adores older women) I get first pick of dates and have decided we will be honeymooning for just over a week every month. I am the happiest woman in the world.
So that’s the official announcement. Very soon I will be becoming Mrs Lipra Loof IV and anyone who is truly happy for me is welcome to attend our wedding xxx
For those who disapprove - back off for now, okay?
**Edited comment. Lipra Loof is an anagram of April Fool and although the date is showing as March 31st, the blog was posted at 1 minute past midnight local time - on April 1st, April Fools Day. **
Be happy for me, please - the friends who knew about us, or have started suspecting, think I am making a mistake but I am truly happy. Lipra is - well, he’s a lovely guy. Fantastic sense of humour. When he told me he had 3 wives already I was shocked. Bigamy!! He said no, Biff, 3 wives, that’s very big a' me! I had to laugh, and that’s it, really, any man who makes me laugh . . .
We all get along well, we all like time to ourselves, it will be perfect. Between us we own places in Spain, Ireland, France and Greece, and can switch around now and then for holidays. As the fourth and youngest wife (Lipra is only 48, but adores older women) I get first pick of dates and have decided we will be honeymooning for just over a week every month. I am the happiest woman in the world.
So that’s the official announcement. Very soon I will be becoming Mrs Lipra Loof IV and anyone who is truly happy for me is welcome to attend our wedding xxx
For those who disapprove - back off for now, okay?
**Edited comment. Lipra Loof is an anagram of April Fool and although the date is showing as March 31st, the blog was posted at 1 minute past midnight local time - on April 1st, April Fools Day. **
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