I love the sound of the rain and the smell of dryer sheets. Simple
pleasures and random acts of kindness make my day. I feel most at
peace laughing with friends. I've been criticized and complimented
for being optimistic, playful, and independent. I prefer a trail
and tent over a Vegas hotel, running shorts and sunscreen over
heels and make up, and a date that involves an activity over a sit
down to drinks interview. Dating by internet is great--so many
possible new pals. Yet, I think the magic leaks out as profiles are
scrutinized. I'll leave my summary vague, let's get to know each
other in person... I don't know that I'd express it well anyway...
What I’m doing with my life
By title, an occupational therapist. Either at work or play, I hope that I laugh in spite of situations otherwise a bit heavy...make someone's load a bit lighter.
though I've spent a lot of time, money, and thought to get to this "career" as an OT, I'm also pursuing this thing called work-life balance. Life being running, sewing, beer imbibing, music listening, napping on Sunday afternoons, paddle boarding, and swing dancing.
I’m really good at
getting nervous when people ask me what I'm good at, being late,
getting excited about a new project, making new friends, laughing,
and most importantly, bananagrams.
The first things people usually notice about me
my laugh and my eyes...or that I ramble.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
fiction books, thoughtful or funny movies, music I can sing to, and
The six things I could never do without
- human touch
- coffee in the morning
- freedom to wander
- the snooze button
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Dinner when on the way home from work. How humans are good and make bad choices. Arithmetic when I run (it's tough and makes running less tough sometimes). He evils of disposable things and new ways to reuse while only being a small to medium sized pain in my coworker's/friend's ass. I'd lie if I didn't say "work". My weekend plans. How I can contribute to a disjointed healthcare system. Why the dishes can't put themselves away.
On a typical Friday night I am
having a beer, watching a movie, catching a show, dancin', doing a jigsaw puzzle. Wondering if it's worth it to stay up later and forfeit an early morning trail run.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
In third grade, the choir director caught me picking my nose in
practice. I was mortified. I wish I could say that that was the
last time I did so...
You should message me if
You've got passion and compassion. You're up to go dancing with me (bonus points if you're already versed in lindy hop, jitterbug, charleston, or balboa). You enjoy trail runs and farmers markets on weekend mornings. You want more than a hook up but agree that long term doesn't happen right away. You are a damn good big spoon. You read all this and think, "gee, she seems swell and I'd like to show her ______(fill in the blank with an SD sight, pub, hike, show, etc)." You too have a loose 2-4 reply limit--you wanna see if there's chemistry in person sooner than later, cause computers are tools, not the goal.