The art of dating when you are in your 40’s is a perilous, soul destroying mission. I blame my misfortune with men on the 'fairy tale factor'... That never ending belief that love conquers all and that one day a prince will come.
Reality isn't even close to the fairy tale. Especially when the prince doesn’t just come with baggage – he comes with a bitter, money grubbing ex-wife clinging to his back like a hump.
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Oh. Damn my back!
I love the thought that I can be anything I want; including flying at the moment. I feel on a high; and I'm up there! Wow.
Well I could if I hadn't have thrown my back out!
I am feeling pain in my lower back; ouch! So I went to the pool, albiet, had spa and steam room and waited it out. I'm still wincing every time I move!