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Celibacy. *single blink*
So THIS is happening. I made the decision about a month ago and I thought I might talk myself out of it, but no. And let me just say it is not the punishment I thought it would be.
Well, no one should get one of the most private parts of me (maybe pun intended), if they can’t even spend time with me outside of the bedroom. For the first time, in a damn long time, when someone asks me out – it will just be a night out. That’s all you’re getting, boys. When I challenge myself, you’ll be hard-pressed to get me to steer away until the challenge is complete and that’s a quality I pride myself in.
I’m fully-focused, man. I’ve taken up a workout challenge (Jillian Michaels’ 30 Day Shred) and it’s working wonders for me. I am catching up/discovering new shows. I’m chipping away at my home renovation projects. I’m really diving head first into work; I haven’t experienced this level of joy working for someone else. I’ve made the executive decision to shut down my styling business, it wasn’t bringing me joy – I was not fulfilled. I’m beginning to read books again and find new music to listen to. I’m reconnecting with old friends and most importantly, I’m finally being selfish and it’s fabulous.
It’s a brave new world and little by little, I’m discovering so many great qualities about myself I only wish to share with someone deserving of it. I will not date simply to date and I will not re-join an online dating site. Until I’m in a relationship, I will keep my cookies in this jar.