A New Page

Along with this semi-private journal, I am keeping a private journal along with all the others I have written in the past 10 years. Someday I hope to compile every blog, journal, and diary entry, and make a book out of it. Will people be interested enough to read it? I don't know. Maybe. But it doesn't really matter to me. As long as my grandchildren have something to read and (sadly) laugh at, it's all good to me. If it's publishable, then great. But I'm not counting on it. ;)
Man, I want to do ALOT of things with my life. Gah. I think I've said this before, but, I don't want to just stop at nursing. What life is that? I guess some would call it a normal life. Yes, maybe it is. But I want to do oh so much more. Hopefully I don't settle down and get married. Because that, for me, is pretty much when "your" life stops. Yes, I know, I'm probably wrong. But my man (if there is one good enough, so far there isn't any that even come close), he's gonna have to deal with me. I mean, I'm one feisty ambitious chick. The only guy that I believe could handle me at this moment is Superman. And even that would be an accomplishment for him. I dunno. I dunno. There has to be somebody pretty darn special to handle me, ha, even to catch my eye.

Yes, I will never be married. Sad.
But maybe so much better? We shall see.