In which the bacon-loving goddess did it

I did it, I sent in the cover letter and resume for a job that I would LOVE to have, but had no confidence in my ability to get.  I hemmed and hawed for weeks, became anxious, determined more than once that I was NOT going to apply for it, and last night at about 8pm I just said "To hell with it, I'm gonna do it." It felt good. Who knows if anything will come of it, but I conquered my fears and I DID IT!!  Now that resume' is floating out in cyberspace and it's out of my hands.  But, I did it!

I also told a man, flat-out, that I'm not interested in sex, taking a hiatus from it and focusing on me.  That is HUGE.  I always like to keep my seducing options open, and I slammed this one closed.  I'm entering a new era my friends, an era of waiting for the right one, the right time, when he can give me more than a big O.  I did it, I'm officially celibate :)   Time to by a new vibrator ;)

In which the bacon goddess sees light at the end of the tunnel

It is about at this time of year where I can finally feel winter lifting it's oppressive curtain so that I can get a peek at spring. It may still be colder than a well-digger's ass, but the sun is bright and stays out later, and spring is in the air, so to speak. Every winter I have a terrible time.  The world becomes a harsh, cold, dark place, much as the MI weather does.  My faith in humanity lessens, as does my faith in myself.  As spring starts to emerge, I feel as though things that weren't possible 3 months ago, such as learning to run, can now be undertaken.  That maybe everyone in the world is not bad and greedy and selfish. 

This spring I am determined to take full advantage of this feeling of coming out of a cocoon and seeing light at the end of the tunnel.  I want to try new things-like running, learning to be okay being truly single and sex-free, visiting a Buddhist Temple, etc.  I want the rest of 2011 to be about enriching my life, getting rid of the baggage, and learning to be kick ass.

Love and cat food

I ponder, as I stand in line at 10pm waiting to pay for the cat food for my fat bastard at home, whether that fat bastard might be the longest male relationship I will have in my life.  As I sip from my wine glass (with a stem, thanks to mother), I think about the previous hours spent with friends and the "one that got away."  Now, did he really get away?  I suppose, if I had decided on a perfectly fabulous relationship, minus love, that he would not have gotten away.  But alas, I can't help but feel that there is someone out there who might just love me. I know it's a tall order, but at this point, one I'm willing to wait for.  I guess, in the meantime, I will have to take the conditional love of a 17lb gray beast who has to be fed every 4 hours.

In which the bacon-loving goddess disses water

So part of being healthy is drink a crap ton of water.  Filtering out all of those chemicals and such.  I'm gonna be honest here-water sucks.  It has no taste. You'd think that being we HAVE to have it to survive, it could at least taste decent.  Yes, you can jazz it up with Crystal Light, lemon, what-have-you, but let's face it people, water is the red-headed step-child of liquids.  Oh how I miss that sweet Diet Dew taste....down to one a day now.  Let's see how long that lasts.....

In which the bacon goddess finds that fat girls can run...

 but not fast and not for long.  In an attempt to get healthy and happy, I thought I would try a new exercise-running. Following a program called Couch to 5k and the hope is that at the end, I'll be able to run a 5k without passing out. It wasn't the worst thing in the world, and hopefully I'll sleep like a log tonight.  Tune in tomorrow to hear about my exciting aches and pains.

In which a bacon-loving goddess attempts the blog thing

While I do not consider myself technologically challenged, I have no idea how this blogging thing works. I also realize that my life (a single, 34-year-old chick in administrative/clerical job hell) may not be unduly interesting or something that people would be dying to read.  But, here I go.

As you can guess from the title of my blog, I love bacon.  I think pork fat makes the world go-round, quite frankly.  This fondness for bacon, and other yummies, has gotten me where I am now: overweight and not happy about it.  I am also newly single, and that brings me no joy either. And the job, let's not even go there.  Well, I'm sure I will go there PLENTY of times, but I will try and refrain myself in this initial post.

So, what is a single, overweight chick with a crappy job to do? Hmm, let's blog about it!  Perhaps by putting my thoughts and feelings onto paper (or cyberspace as it may be), I'll gain some insight into myself, why I am the way I am, and how to go about changing it.  And maybe the one or two people (hi Jenny :)) who will be reading it might gain a little insight too. Worse things have happened....