This is Lou's Life

I haven't written about anything but dating for the last 6 months and I've been thinking for the last few days that I really do have more to my life than just dating. I started a new job back in March and today marks exactly 7 months since the new adventure begin. To be honest there's been ups and downs in the new role and although in the early days I was sure it was the best move for my career, I find myself looking back and wondering did I just take the easy option? I've definitely learnt some things by being on the insurance side of the fence, but the training and knowledge I was promised at the interview and in the first couple of months just hasn't come to fruition.  Which has lead me to question what my next move is, and how long until I'm forced to make that move for more of a challenge.  Yes my job is super busy, clients and workers can be difficult and demanding, but I find myself sometimes trying to guide my clients in prevention of injuries rather tha

Has anyone ever seen the movie Catfish, which then turned into a TV series phenomenon? Well I have and to be honest it's not the best thing to stumble across when you're giving online dating a go.  The one thing I've found is that I've been able to relate to more than a few of the stories including Nev's original story, of having someone at the end of the phone that wasn't real. I matched with a guy (Shaun 2, as we subsequently called him), who claimed to have been passing through Perth on his way back to Port Hedland, which is how we were close enough to match.  For those unsure on how tinder works you set search parameters of age and distance and go from there, my distance is set to 30km... Coz I don't want to match with anyone from Midland, Rockingham, Kwinana - the list goes on. Initially Shaun seemed like a normal guy, if anything maybe a little bit of a textaphile, before he seriously turned on the charm and had me a little hook line and sinker on his

I've always been a strong believer that if someone wants to spend time with you they will make time for you.  Well in any case that's how I've always treated people. Don't get me wrong there is a definite difference between not making time for someone and being busy.  Being busy looks like a some of my friendships where we have to make bookings well in advance (sometimes months) to see each other for more than 5 minutes and so we book our catchups in like appointments so we can have proper catch ups, some of my other friends are like me, happy to make plans at the last minute but also has to have a rough plan for what the week looks like. Sorry, back to making time - Segway over.  I figure that most people who are on tinder that are ok with dating (as previously pointed out some people only want cuddles but are clear about that from the word go), usually have busy lives that make it difficult to meet a new person outside of their social circle but are happy to make time

This is not a super new story but definitely one which has scared me for life! I met Callum last year and had had a good time with him, including the longest first date ever, so when we matched on dirty tinder a few months ago, I thought why not give him another crack.  The conversation flowed easily again and when he asked to come round one night I didn't think much of it. I probably should've known it was not going to end well when he struggled to get a cab from Hillary's at around 8pm on a Friday night and when I asked if he was drunk after he called me 10 times in a few minutes, he insisted he wasn't. Let me point out I didn't know him well enough to know that clearly he always thought he was sober.  He eventually showed up two and a half hours later (it's only 40 mins max from there to my place) and was BLIND DRUNK, and all I could think was how is this a good idea. Things were ok, but not good like I had remembered and he passed out straight after, I was v

I always find it really hard to write when I haven't written in a while but there's stuff to be said so I guess this is as good a time as any. A week ago today I had a very lovely birthday and turned the ripe old age of 29! For those that know me, I always go a little crazy in the lead up to my birthday.... Maybe that's an understatement!! I start to freak out that I'm going to be another year older, do I look older and do I need some more Botox (which the answer is always yes!), I wonder why I'm still single and will I ever meet a man (and in that state of mind I'm pretty sure all men can smell the desperation), I always reassess my career and question if I'm doing the right thing. My poor parents and best friends usually have to wear this the most - sorry!!!  Although this year was no different to any other, there were two people very much lacking in having to deal with my mentalness - two people I consider the closest to me of all! One who was in Australi