Many, many years ago, a refined, wise woman (God bless her soul) told a bunch of not-so-young, but green women, that the secret to happiness was to always have something to look forward to.
The other day, I read an article in Psychology Today (November/December 2014) that touched on the same concept, calling it "anchoring yourself in the future."
As much as I look forward to spending weekends in Cobourg, and visiting my family and friends in Toronto, I've come to realize that tough times do indeed require desperate measures (we are still talking about me surviving my longterm teaching assignment in the heart of winter)!
What I need, I believe, is a short-term, part-time Romance! Something to take my mind off my predicament, "an investment in, a distraction through, an excitement about something ahead".
Thus, tonight, I walked into my bar with shopper's eye, as we say in Farsi. The usual Sunday prospects were present; the gigolo wannabe with a criminal record, the retired schoolteacher with vulgar genes, the awfully young-looking old man with different kind of vulgar jeans, the needy dog-sitter with puppy eyes and the overweight bon vivant car salesman.
Your chances of finding romance in this joint, I whispered to myself, is as much as finding a needle in a haystack.
So, I went ahead, and bought myself a studio, in a vibrant, cool area in Toronto!
Home decorating always makes me happy, especially when it presents challenges. The simple act of jotting down what needs to be bought, has reenergized this old body and mind.
Fully understanding that by the time I put the finishing touches on my masterpiece, I'll have to rent it out and move back to Cobourg, for now, I'm anchoring myself in romancing my new 420 Sq. Ft. home!
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