And the beat goes on...

Sometimes people can get so absorbed in their own lives that they forget that the world is out there carrying on without them.  Sometimes I am that particular person.

I usually pride myself on being in tune to other people.  I like to ensure that there is a level of balance, peace or equilibrium in all of my relationships.  In saying that, it's easy for me to revert back into myself so that I can recharge.

I think that the biggest thing for me to learn is to stop giving so much of myself to one person or multiple people. I've never been big into New Year resolutions and have always thought if there's something that you're unhappy with, you should just change it.

Maybe 2014 I will make a resolution or two.  The resolution will be to follow through.  Now doesn't that sound lovely?

Pep talk- buying a house style

So, I've been looking to buy a place for the past few months.  I've gone from buying used to new, back to used.  I've looked at townhouses, apartments, and investing with my parents in a single family home, which in fact would be a dual family home...

The fact of the matter is that in less than a year I will be 30 and I might still be living at home with my parents and my two younger brothers.  And that petrifies me.  Seriously.

When my Mom was 29, she had already popped out two kids and was on her way to being mortgage-free with my Dad.  Granted, I get that the times are a changing.  I know I haven't met Mister Right (I did meet a Wright, but that was all wrong) and buying a place by myself is really the smartest thing that I could do.  But I can't help but wonder, how many people are like me out there?  We're twenty and thirty-somethings and we're living the dream at home with ma and pa.  And by dream, I mean nightmare. Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but there's something about spreading your wings and being self-sufficient and doing whatever you want.

I took a Stats Can call the other day and was intrigued by my responses.  So intrigued that I look forward to seeing the current stats in Canada about whom lives with whom and how old all those cool cats are.  Buying a place on a single income is one scary mofo of a situation, so why not live with the 'rents a little longer?

My Grandmother advised me the other day that I should be asking my Dad for help to buy a place, because, as she put it- my brothers can go out and find wives, while I most likely will end up alone.  Well, Happy Holidays to you too my dear Grandmother.  Sheesh.  And I've travelled with you.  I have listened to your inane dating fiascos and I'm going to be the old spinster....  I feel like Mindy from the Mindy Project, except I don't live in NY, I'm not a rich, successful doctor, and well yeah.   So really, not like Mindy at all.  That's about it.

Don't take this the wrong way, I'm not bitter.  I accept that I might not have the fairy tale ending with Prince Charming, but damn, a little help?  I'm nifty.  I like sports.  I like beer and can drink whiskey.   And I throw a mean right hook when I need to.  This really doesn't sound like the enticing summary of an online dating profile...  But I don't want that.  I am happy being alone.  I know who I am.  I know what I want, what I will accept and what I won't.  And at the end of the day, I have me and I love me.  I have fantastic friends and family and no bs about wondering when Capitain D-bag is going to call.  You might think I'm jaded, but I call it realistic.  And let's face it, I'm fantastic, and I'm buying a condo by myself.  Preferably before I'm 30.