Frustration station

“My recipe for dealing with anger and frustration: set the kitchen timer for twenty minutes, cry, rant, and rave, and at the sound of the bell, simmer down and go about business as usual.” – Phyllis Diller

After the initial barrage of inquiries regarding my singledom, it would appear that interest in me has died out. I don’t know if I’m upset at the lack of response, or relieved that I am not receiving anymore. I just can’t put my finger on exactly why the emails have dried up.

Well, maybe I do – I didn’t reply to any, but only because there was no one who I thought I’d like to get to know!
Oh well, back to business I guess. Things are still slow and I still have a sneaking suspicion it’s because of the summer. Hebden has remained very quiet, bar the odd family coming down for the day. I often wonder what my life would have been like had I stayed with my ex and tried to raise a family.

Whenever I think that, however, I’m instantly reminded of the horrible things my ex used to say about children. Nobody should ever be called “little human dogs”. He wasn’t a very nice man, and if he popped up in my internet dating account I wouldn’t ‘wink’ at him no matter how hard his internet eyes fluttered!

If there’s been one saving grace this week it’s been that the weather has been OK. Sporadic, but OK. I don’t so much mind a wet August, as the temperature more or less stays the same. Probably sums up the frustration of my life at the moment really – lots of rain, lots of sun. Now, where’s that rainbow???

“I can’t go on anymore bad dates. I would rather be home alone than out with some guy who sells socks on the internet.” – Cynthia Nixon

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