If you know me, you know I write for a living. I write for those health magazines that keep you highly entertained in the hospital waiting room and someone pays me to do it. I recently discovered something else pretty interesting to write about.
My life is pretty amusing. I'm not bragging. Trust me I wish some of this stuff was happening to my friends so I could laugh at it even more.
I have always been that girl in a relationship. At 21, I found "the one" and life was perfect. Wrong. That fell through along with all my pretty plans. I'm perfectly okay with that believe it or not because, life since then has been interesting (and fun!) to say the least.
I started my first big girl job.
Got my first big girl place and re-entered the world of singleness and dating (or at least I'm attempting.)
In just the few short months since this adventure begin, it's been quite epic, but sometimes I just don't even know how to explain some of the situations I get myself in.
On the dating thing—I quickly realized it's nothing like dating in college (read: Jim's is not a date spot). I've come across all types. The too old, too young, the one who thinks he's still young, the stuck in the past, the workaholic, and the flakesters—who knew there were so many?
My friends (who are quite entertained by my awkward life situations) suggested I write about this new chapter of my life and all the wacky things that happen. Not just dating—but all the experiences that come with this "growing-up" thing. Having my first place on my own (with no roommate!), figuring out this career woman scheme, discovering Chattanooga as an "adult" and the stories are guaranteed to be good at the rate it's been going.
KL
