Everything is better after a good night sleep. I am no longer mad that Ihad to go home withSW. It is over, it has no lasting effect on my past, present or future. So really why did I care in the first place.

After spending the morning reading from The Secret Lives of First Ladies I have realized that I am not doing enough to become the person I am meant to be. I spent last night dancing and learning moves to tempt men. I did nothing to better society. Not that some of the male population would be very happy to see some of the things I learned last night I doubt it is to the betterment of society. A friend of mine spent last night volunteering in a soup kitchen. A lot of my friends have been doing these things for most of there lives. Why do I not do these things?

Now, I understand that while raising 6 kids and working full time at the age of 23 there is not much time left for anything else. As a matter of fact there was no guilt that once a week I went to the movies and lunch with my best friend. Things are different now. My life focuses solely on me. I am not doing anything that would help others. I am very active in my church which gives me oppurtunities for service but I do not indulge in those oppurtunities as often as I could.

On the other hand there is a side of me that enjoyed last night immensely. I love dancing and the chance to have someone put there hands on me. I am one of those people who loves to be touched, and since I am not in a relationship right now that touching is missed.

Is it right........that is something I have to figure out.
Maybe I will find a place to volunteer while I make that determination.