Stay with me

So I feel like writing tonight. What, I'm not sure, so just hold on for the ride. It's been a pretty status quo week this week. Flirted a little with a vendor on the West Coast that I'm working with, so that was fun. Too bad he lives across country because he sounds cute. Probably isn't though - the reality rarely holds up to the expectation. Ha! I went to have my hair cut and highlighted yesterday. I always love it when I get to have my hair done! Of course, your hair will never look like the stylist made it look ever again, but something about it just makes me feel good. It's a change from routine. A fresh look. A reinvented you. Puts a little more sass in your step, you know? Let's see, what else? Oh, I just got home from a friend's house watching Open Water. It was ok, but I was a little disappointed in the ending. I've got my dog in my lap as I type. He's ready for us to go to bed, cutting his pitiful eyes up at me every once in a while seemingly silently pleading with me, but as usual, I'm not quite ready. But I'm happy, and it's been a very long time since I've been able to say that without some hesitation or white lie behind it. I am happy. And it feels good. I have, however, been craving affection lately. I know everyone does. Did you know that the average person needs to have physical touch from another human being at least 12 times a day to keep healthy? Little tidbit I learned in one my many psychology classes. I thought that was interesting. I have the sniffles and the sneezing that started this week, maybe I need to increase my human touch dosage! It's a little tougher to meet all 12 every day when you live alone. But I enjoy living alone. I've learned a lot about myself over this past year. It's been the first time I've ever lived alone - no family, no roomates - and it's been fun. Ok, well, I've managed to consume a good half hour writing about nothing all that entertaining. But it's the moments that I live, and the experiences that are making up my life.