Brrr! and Being Too Busy for Baggage

Brrr.

First off... I've always loved 50 degrees in the wintertime.... it's balmy compared to the 10 degrees in Most of Michigan. But today, in California, I just can't take it anymore! I don't want to wear my coat, I'm tired of the clouds, and generally, I NEED A BREAK FROM THE DREARY! Therefore, and ergo, I am going to San Diego to spend my Birthday in a few weeks.

Too Busy for Baggage.
In my rather normal and pedestrian life thus far, a marriage came and went. Once upon a time, it was the Love of my Life. Then I realized that my standards were too low. In the "getting rid of him" phase, I ended up talking to tons and tons of people... colleagues really... but people with whom I work, associate with on a professional level, and generally hold a lot of common interest. Knowing the scientific business which I'm in... they were all men. And they all wanted to get to Know Me Better (at the time, I was a PWSKB).

Now that I'm out of that, happy on my own, and in a lovely new relationship (of two years already -- two years!!!!) I've been slaying dragons left and right. Everywhere I went, I'd see someone who wanted to get to know me better... A phone call, an email. Think about how that would put the breaks on a burgeoning relationship?

Someone emailed me two nights ago, and again last night. He was a bit of a problem to get out of my life, because we knew eachother in reality, worked together for 3 years. I hate how people like him waste my time trying to get my damn attention! (sidebar: this is someone who I know to be religious, a Christian, and I always used that fact to remain close with him. Now I feel as though the evil one is using him to try to make me feel guilty for not paying attention to an old friend who in reality just wants to get into my pants).

That makes me feel yucky -- that I'm starting to see that the evil one uses even Good and even things of God for the purpose of bad. By the same token, God takes that baggage for me, slays my dragons, and gives me wonderful days and beautiful skylines, and trips to the coast, and... ain't I just the luckiest girl?

Thanks Jesus, for duckies!!! (I learned this from Jayleigh -- hope she talked about it on her blog, because it's the funniest and coolest thing, ever).

Peace out.

Dot.