YES, I am being immature, but sometimes life can feel too serious, and we benefit from lighting the fuck up.

Statistically, there’s been a significant shift over the last two decades – with more unpartnered people in the world. In my humble opinion, the dating apps have contributed because the design is flawed. More option creates a casual approach to what we refer to as ‘the dating game,’ disrubpting the potential for stability, and exposing more situationships than creating successful matches for long term relationship.

… but that’s a blog for another time.

Women adjust to living alone, and we can be innovative and creative. Most of us have family and friends to fullfill our emotional needs, and most of us have a variety of toys to satisfy our sexual needs. More women are embracing and exploring their sexuality, regardess of their relationship status, but I may have reached another stage of my life.

… or perhaps it’s the men – on – pause.

Because the tools I use most to scratch an itch, and relieve tension these days have changed form, but lets be honest, it’s just another version of cock n’ balls.

Yup, it tickles my funny bone, but the spaghetti spoon, and balls are amazing tools that serve more than their intended or recommended purpose.

When my feet are in need of a foot rub, I roll my feet over the spiky ball on the floor. It feels fucking fabulous, and it also helps to relieve the plantar fasciitis I get after walking /standing too long.

When I need a massage, I push against the tennis ball on a wall. Like a bear scratching on a tree, it’s a great way to work out the knots and tension.

When my back is itching and I can’t reach it, I use the spaghetti scoop to scratch it. Gotta laugh because I notice the spag scoop even as the eye.

On a serious note, I do enjoy the peace of my solitudinal bliss because I’ve created a beautiful home, and building a wonderful life, but I still feel lonely at times, and I yearn for romance and intimacy, but I feel pleasure from so many other things, and life fullfills me.

Whenever those sexual urges do begin to flow, and I’m feeling lonesome, telling myself that I want or need to be in a relationship, I reach for other tools, and the feeling usually passes 🤣

YES, I’ve been deeply hurt, but I’m not a bitter woman because I accept what is, and feel my emotions to heal. Learning and growing from the experiences that are challenging me to change.

Wiser because of my mis-takes ☝️🤨

NO, I never imagined that I would be a single woman at 52 years old, but it’s never too late, and we are never too old. I know that someone will come into my life, and remind me why it never worked out with anyone else, but until then I’ll just keep being fucking fabulous

LOVE is a state of being ✌️😍