I need to learn how to cook.

No, seriously.

My two favorite TV characters, Carrie Bradshaw and Rachel Greene couldn’t cook at all….they also never got married. (Carrie got married during the movie, but that doesn’t count). That cannot be me. I know how to do a lot of things, but I think learning to cook is making a major investment in my future. Why be content with a major fixable flaw like being clueless in the kitchen?

I have all the supplies that I need (I think) and all that is left is for me to start. I’m going to invest in a George Foreman grill and I’m going to rent a cookbook from the library. It looks like this is the best choice:

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So…I go to a pretty big church and because I’m between boyfriends, every now and then, I’ll look around the church and cutie spot. The church is big, but I’ve been there forever so most of the faces are familiar. Every now and then though I’ll see someone who catches my eye.

A few months ago, I was doing my normal look-around and my eyes landed on a particular guy. He’s cute, tall and obviously Christian. I know nothing else about him but those three things are a *great* start.

I’ve seen him several times at church since then and once at a Masquerade Ball my church put on. I said hi to him for the first time at the ball, but that was about it. I told a girl who knows him that I thought he was cute and she said he was single. (Extra points!) I told her not to mention anything to him and went about my way.

I saw him at church the next day but didn’t get a chance to speak to him. I’m prone to developing crushes on guys I don’t know at all — and I could feel myself starting another one.

Anyway, this morning, I decided I should get up and go workout in my complex. By “workout”, I mean I should walk on the treadmill for a few minutes and catch up on the latest Cosmo magazine (hey! Gotta start somewhere!). So I put on my workout clothes and a headscarf and head outside to get my tennis shoes out of my car. Just as I was getting ready to cut through the walkway and go to the complex’s gym, I saw him. I.Am.Not.Kidding.

My new crush lives one door down from me. Who knew???? I was so shocked, I could barely contain my mouth from falling completely open. I didn’t speak — but I *know* he saw me. He was locking his door from the outside and I immediately nixed the gym idea, jammed my key into my door and ran inside like a rottweiler was after me.

I can’t believe he lives by me! Of ALL places! I don’t know how long he has lived right there (or if he truly lives there). There is a possibility that the apt is his friend’s house or his girlfriend (my source couldve gotten it wrong). But I don’t think so. It’s 8am on a Wednesday morning and he looked like he was headed to school. (He goes to World Harvest Bible College.)

I am shell-shocked. What are the chances? That’s a good conversation starter for me though. I can ask him next time I see him if he lives in my complex.

Wow, I hope I run into him again. And this time I hope I’m not in workout clothes and a bandanna. *sigh*

Note to self: know thy neighbor

I’m back at square one in every sense of the word (well, almost every sense). How does one come full circle in six months?

The only question that remains is….

WHAT NOW?!

I finally completed my vision board.

One of these days, I’ll write a post explaining what everything is.

I’ve really been slacking here. I always think of stuff to blog about but then I don’t have time. I need to work on that.

Today, I am thinking about focus and what my focus will be in 2010. In 2009, I focused a lot on love. I wanted to be in love. Lately, though I’ve been thinking that I need to put that desire on the backburner and start focusing on other things (things more in my control than the affections of another human being who has his own desires, wants, etc).

Besides, I feel like love will come. Possibly when I least expect it. I’d like it to come while I’m still young, but if it doesn’t I’ll survive.

I have a new focus in 2010. Finances and my future. What am I doing with my life? It’s funny because I came here to write about that and I noticed that my last post was titled just that. Clearly, this is something I’ve been thinking about for a while. It worries me. Six months have passed since I walked across the stage and what have I done with that time? Pine over lost love, cry over losing my dad, make terrible relationship decisions, go on several lackluster dates, spend a small fortune on clothes — nothing.

Not “nothing”. I do have a job and that is a plus in this economy. However, I really need to look at my life and decide what I am doing.

I need to set myself up to be financially independent and feel like I am doing what I was created to do by the time I’m 30. That means I’ve got seven years. That seems like a long time but it will FLY.

I need to figure out where I’m at, what I’m doing, where I’m going and what do I want to be doing…Those four things need to match up.

Right now I just have a large “?”

I don’t like that. Jan 2, 2011 I need to be singing a different tune. More like lalalala, my life is on track, lalalala. Haha