Journal six at the beach

I'm a loner, I guess you could say....

"As I was standing in the street,
as quiet as could be.
A great big ugly man came up,
and tied his horse to me."

(A favorite limerick my father used to tell me :0)

I don't mind living out of my truck nor hiking miles by myself. I'd like a medium sized van and a gift of about $50 grand just to travel around the US by myself. I like meeting new people. I have no need for to impress others or to be in the in crowd, whatever that might be. I truly am very comfortable in myself. Some people mistake that for snottiness, but it isn't. It's just me. I have a somewhat sarcastic sense of humor that sometimes is also mistaken for snottiness, but, again, it's my personality.  I have a huge heart. I love nursing. It irks my husband that I have my masters and still do bedside nursing. I love what I do. How many people can really say that. I consider myself fortunate even with all of the herniated discs from lifting patients. I advocate for my patients.  Everyday at work I learn something new.

I do stand up for myself if I feel I have been wronged or someone is rude to me. I have little tolerance in that department. I'm not a good schmoozer. Kissing a** is not me. I don't like to be around people that have the need to act that way. I'm not without my faults. I hate housework and could live in a cabin with a dirt floor minus any bugs. :0)  I'm not careful with my spending. Just ask my husband.  I have always been afraid I may miss out on something, so I'm always going a zillion miles an hour. But, I'm happy being me. I have lots of fun. I go lots of places. I do lots of things by myself. I'm a loner, I guess you could say :0)

I could live here :0)

I love a good camp fire

I can look into a fire for hours

Me and Kilt catching some rays out of the wind

Resting dogs