“She says, yeah, he’s still coming, just a little bit late He got stuck at the laundromat washing his cape … She’s waiting for Superman To lift her up and take her anywhere Show her love and climbing through the air Save her now, before it’s too late tonight Oh like the speed of light And she smiles” – Martin Johnson

Today I bought paint. A 5 gallon bucket weighs way more than I thought it would. But I got it from the store, into the car and into my house. I stood in the store and sent 15 pictures of paint swatches to my dad in Mexico so he could help me decide what colors to pick. I know – lame. 

I’ve never bought paint before. When I told Duane I wanted my bathroom painted, I came home form a work trip and I had a new bathroom. I wanted a pink bedroom and lime green living room in my tiny Vegas rental, Duane did it. New kitchen cabinets, closet organizers, built in dog door, a motor on my pontoon … Duane did it. 

He did all of it. Before him, my dad did. Now I do, with A LOT of help from my dad. HAHAHAHAHA 

People ask me why I’m single or what I’m looking for… 

He needs to be very handy – I am NOT going to be the handiest one in the relationship. the other day I was called “one of those girls” because I can fix my own stuff. I don’t want to be “one of those girls”, but I am proud that I am. Proud that I was taught how to do things and take care of things on my own. Proud I don’t have to call someone when something breaks. He also cannot be a fireman or military member that served in the middle east (60% higher chance of getting ALS), no family history of ALS – or any terminal illness, has a job, no crazy mom, no shrinks in the family, must know how to tow a boat, do household maintenance, likes fishing and camping, makes me happy and loves dogs. 

I’m picky, I know, but I’m allowed to be. I’m lonely but not willing to settle. I’d rather be alone than unhappy. 

I’m waiting for Superman. 

– xoxo Victoria

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