Happy 1st Anniversary…

One year ago, I had a conversation with this guy… it went like this:

Me: So uh, how would you introduce me to your friends?
Him: As my girlfriend?
Me: So you’re my boyfriend?
Him: I hope so!

And we now live happily ever after.

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Kidding… it’s still only the beginning!

Happy first anniversary my love; I don’t know how you’ve been able to put up with me for an ENTIRE YEAR but you’ve done very well. I’d give you a medal but I don’t have any so a shout out on my website will have to do!

I love you with all my heart! I’m looking forward to many more years with you!

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xo

~kdb.

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Can I just say…

Can I just say… WOW… I am absolutely blown away by the support and kind words from everyone on my last post… Okay to be fair this was via Facebook because clearly that’s where I’m most active when it comes to social media. Also, I don’t have that many followers on Twitter and my blog doesn’t post to Instagram. BUT WHATEVER! I’m in awe of everyone who has commented and encouraged me to write more, and even more so to those who have congratulated me on what has been a pretty successful 12 months. I’m truly grateful to have an amazing network of friends, regardless of how often we speak or see each other.

I end this quick post with a public service announcement.

Avengers: Infinity Wars is out right now! (For us amazing Aussies anyway!) Yassssssssss! If you haven’t made plans to see them then you need to reassess your priorities and cancel all other plans so you CAN see this film.

That being said… please, no spoilers! Or else I will cut you!

Bye!

~kdb.

Another year, another update…

Over 12 months ago, I was ready to give online dating the flick. I even wrote a semi-rant-blog post about it. I had been on a number of first dates with guys who seemed really mature, genuine, fun and had great personalities. But it didn’t seem to go past that initial meet. While I thought we had great connection, it turned out that they didn’t feel the same. What sucked, was that rather than saying “hey it’s been nice but I don’t think you’re the girl for me”, they would just disappear off the face of the dating planet. It’s a shitty feeling when that happens, but their loss was someone else’s gain. If it weren’t for all those failed dates, I wouldn’t have met my love, so I guess you could say it was my gain too!

Just before Easter of 2017, I had added a guy to a “favourites” list on the dating application I was using at the time, with the intention of sending him a message. I sat on it for a little while because as above, I was starting to get frustrated and was about to just give up. But then he messaged me. We chatted about TV shows and movies we liked, activities we took part in, music we listened to, joked around and get a little comfortable I guess you could say. So we decided to meet for coffee. I had prepared myself for the worst; the potential for him to just ignore me after we met just like the rest of them. But to my surprise, it was quite the opposite. We went out again the same week, and again not long after; we were texting almost every day since then and before we knew it, we were “official”… yes I know that sounds corny but whatever! I didn’t expect him to stick around long enough to let me fall in love with him. But he did, and he’s still here and I couldn’t be happier.

We moved into a place together recently too, a townhouse not far from my work and making his work commute a little shorter as well. While we don’t spend that much time together on weekdays/weeknights because of our different work schedules, we still get to hang out on the weekends and text each other daily; just like we did when we first started dating.

He has been the best and most positive thing to come along in a long time. With his encouragement and support, I started to enjoy the outdoors again, getting creative and just learning to really love and appreciate the things I used to in the past. He also encouraged me to look at where I wanted to be in life, on a personal level as well as on a career level. With my luck, a friend I had worked with previously, came to me with an opportunity to join her where she currently works. With his encouragement as well as the support of my family and friends, I took the opportunity and I was successful in getting that role.

The past 12 months have been pretty amazing, I’ve met the love of my life, someone who I know I want to annoy for the rest of my days, I’ve moved to a new company, new role and made lots of new friends. But the one thing I haven’t done, is found my motivation to write like I used to.

This could be the start, but this isn’t going to be a long post, it’s more of a quick update on where I’m at in life and also a shout out to my love; you’re one of a kind and I’m happy that we met. I love you! 😘

With that, I’m out… see you in a year… or maybe sooner!

~kdb.

Being single in your 30s…

Being single in your 30s… it’s not easy. I’m not saying that being single at any other age isn’t easy either, but I’m at that stage in my life where I don’t have time to mess around, or play games. I don’t have the energy to go through bullshit, heartbreak and nonsense. I’m happy being on my own if no one wants to be by my side, respect and love me the way I believe we both should be respected and loved.

I spent the last two years with a wall up, for good reasons too. I had wasted enough time focusing on someone else’s needs other than my own and I felt that it was time to put the focus back on me for once. My last relationship was a long one, and during that time I’d made many sacrifices. We both did, but my sacrifices cost me part of my sanity, part of my identity, and part of my self worth. Since then I’d accepted that a relationship may not be something I’m destined to have, not to say that I’d rule it out completely. I’m very open to it; if an amazing guy comes along, sweeps me off my feet and makes me feel loved, adored and respected, then I would welcome the opportunity and embrace it.

Late last year, I’d worked up the courage (thanks to a friend of mine) to put myself out there. By that, I mean sign up to an online dating site/app. It’s a daunting experience for me; I’m clueless in selling myself (I mean I’m no sales woman and I’m really bad at job interviews), I have no idea what to say to guys anymore, and I feel like maybe I’ll just make a dick of myself. To be quite honest, I’ve probably already made a fool of myself with the guys that I have talked to and met.

It’s hard to tell what a guy’s intentions are these days, especially when you barely know them. I’ve come across a few guys who are too eager, or too keen and that scares me. I’m a little old fashioned when it comes to relationships and that’s probably because it’s been a long time since I’ve dated. I meet people with the intention of forming a bond with them, a friendship at least. If a relationship forms, then so be it, and if that leads to a life long commitment then so be it too. It has to feel right from both sides; sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn’t.

Meeting new people and making friends is relatively easy for me. I would consider myself friendly and outgoing and I’ll talk to just about anyone. What I find difficult though, is detachment. I feel that if I get along with someone really well (or if I think I do), then I can get easily attached to them. That’s not to say I’m clingy, it just means that I can put more attention and focus on that person than anything else. And it kind sucks because most often, it’ll just be one sided. Then I get anxious; worried that maybe I am being clingy and that probably makes it even worse.

Like most people, I hate disappointment. So I try to avoid situations where there is even a slight chance of ending up disappointed. Unfortunately that includes dating. I mean, no one wants to feel disappointed when it comes to love. That’s why my walls have stayed up. I guess at some point though, they need to come down a little otherwise I’ll be shut out from everyone.

Being single in your 30s… it’s bloody hard, and from my experiences over the last few months, I’m very rusty when it comes to dating. I’m far from perfect and I will no doubt lose my footing but we all go through it; maybe just at different ages.

Maybe I’ll find my prince charming, or maybe not. That’s totally cool, because at the end of the day I can happily say that I’m okay with being on my own.

~kdb.

Melbourne…

Aah Melbourne, what a beautiful city. I’ve missed being in Melbourne, more than I could explain. For the past 5 weeks I’ve been spending time with my mum and best friends who I have missed like you wouldn’t believe, I’ve been catching up with friends who I haven’t seen in years, some before I left for Sydney the first time, and some even before that.

I always feel at home when I come back to Melbourne, it’s as if nothing has changed. Apart from the cosmetics, everything else is the same. The vibe, the atmosphere, the people and that’s why I’ll come keeping back. Also the food and coffee, Melbourne has some great eating spots, coffee pots and drinking holes.

It’s been almost a year since I spent a good week or two in Melbourne. So spending 5 weeks has been nothing short of amazing. It’s still not enough to catch up with everyone; some people getting lucky to see me more than once but on my next visit, hopefully I’ll be able to catch up with more friends.

So to everyone who I got to see while I was there, thank you for taking time out to come eat with me and put on an extra 5kgs on top of whatever Christmas and New Years weight we put on. Thank you for still being you, and allowing me to be the same ole me.

To those who I didn’t get to see, I’m sorry and please forgive me. Clearly 5 weeks is not enough (I did work 3 out of those 5, so it’s been a little hard to fit everyone in,) but there’s always next time. Maybe March? I’ll let you know.

In the interim, I have left you but I still love you. Keep in touch folks, and if you’re in Sydney hit me up, via whatever social media app we’re connected through if you haven’t got my digits.

~kdb.