Home Ownership - The Jamaican Way

Ha! and u thought i wouldnt be back for a while.....

Well i was encouraged to write about the trials of home ownership in JA....I was asked to do an entire blog, i compromised and decided to dedicate an entire post..in this blog.

I have started the ball rolling towards ownership of a largish (by jacan standards) one bedroom apartment in Kingston. I wasn't really seriously house hunting as i had plans to save some more first for the deposit etc, and then to really start looking early next year. My mom however was very adamant that i look now and that i get something now, as prices were just going to escalate even more and get even further out ot my reach. I promised her faithfully that i would look around, but unless i found something i REALLY liked, i wasnt going to stress myself....As luck would have it, i found something i REALLY liked on the first day of searching....the second apartment i saw....small but inviting kitchen (and those who know me, know that i really need the invitation), smallish living room, big dining area (the present tenant had a dining table, plus exercise equipment and still had space left over, large bedroom, large walk in closet and a tiny, newly renovated bathroom. I was in love (for the second time this year :))!!!

So i expressed my interest to the owner and suggested a slightly lower price than was advertised....i got the feeling they really liked me (i am a very likable person) and though i think i may have been able to get it at an even lower price, i decided one morning after chasing down ANOTHER lizard in my rented flat, that i just had to have it and called and told them i would take it. So then the process began.

The mortgage company will finance up to 95% of the purchase price, but u must have your 15% deposit up front, then there are closing costs of approximately 6% of the purchase price, then there are lawyer fees of 3% of the purchase price, then there is stamp duty of 5% of the purchse price (thankfully i only pay half), then u have to get the place valuated and seen by a land surveryor, then u have to pay half the cost of the agreement of sale........basically the purchase price is just the beginning and once you have the deposit, you also have to make sure that you have another 6% of the purchase price on hand to start the ball rolling.

I am now at the stage where i go into the mortgage company to get the loan approved. I have no doubt that it will be, but cross ur fingers for me and hopefully by Janauary i will be in my new home.

And, i am sure there will be further posts bemoaning the length of time that the process takes, mainly because of the government agencies that regulate the sale. But i will surely keep you all updated!

Owning a Piece of the Rock

Is it a blessing or a curse?

I swear I think i am superwoman, three jobs PLUS trying to purchase a small apartment...which is why i need the three jobs in the first place!! The initial stages of making a home purchase in Jamaica is STRESS!!!! Right now i am not sure just how to describe my feelings, i think i switch regulary between excited, worried, elated, stressed, scared........afterall this will be the biggest purchase i have made to date and i will also be putting myself in debt for up to twenty five years. Yes ladies and gentlemen, this is a big deal.

And don't forget the hidden costs of making this purchase. The actual price agreed on is just the start. Lawyer fees, government taxes, valuations, surveys, the bank's lawyers.......wow! Well the process has begun, i have not yet signed on the dotted line, but lets hope that everything goes smoothly.....if it does, i may be in my "own" home by December!

Growing Up

I haven't blogged in a while mostly because i have been extremely busy. Busy with work and busy falling in love. I can admit that part of what has kept me from posting is selfishness....I did not want to share my joy with the world (lol). This may sound strange since you would think that with all these wonderful emotions flowing through me, i would be anxious to share my good fortune, but it may be my age or experience or my being a little scared (wouldn't wan't to jinx it now) that drove my actions.

Still here i am at last.

On the work front more responsibility, a little pay increase, bigger projects and more staff to supervise have really contributed to one of my busiest periods ever, add to that increased business trips (who is complaining really) and i wonder how i survive. Now to make matters worse, i am considering not one but two additional jobs for the remainder of the year. The two oldest tertiary institutions in the land have requested my services for this semster. My mom thinks i should do it (need di money if i am ever going to own a home), the mister is very supportive but is more cautious given the possibility of even more responsibilities in Job #1, and the boss is not exactly saying dont, but is insisting i give it some serious thought......especially since he is thinking of expanding the business to other shores......twelve weeks of this wont kill me right???

On the personal front, the most wonderful young (lol) man has entered my life. As i have posted before, i thought the options here were very limited and lo and behold this has proven to be true, as Mr. Man lives some 1638 +/- 5 miles away from me. This makes things very difficult but makes it all the sweeter when we do get together. Of course i am trying to take things slowly, but i really don't want to (lol), i told him its destiny (not too sure if he agrees), but he is certainly all i have ever wanted (and some). Sometimes i try to explain to him the similarities between him and my dreams, but i aint too sure he gets it. Anyway, at this moment, he loves me, i love him and nothing seems impossible.

I would promise to not wait so long before the next post, but i would probably be lying!

Tired

Yup, that i am. So i drink coffee to get me through the day. Unfortunately this also seems to affect my sleep at nights, and therefore, the earlier i go to bed, the earlier i awake. I am definitely gonna have to stop drinking coffee.

My tiredness is as a result of increased work pressures, generated by an overabundance of overseas clients. I know these people are used to having someone assigned to their project who is always available for that project only. Unfortunately, my company operates a little differently and we are sometimes working on up to six projects at a time, the local clients will understand this, seeing as they operate in the same way. Our overseas clients - not so much!

I look into the future (with my all knowing eye) and see NO EASE UP for at least the next three months - *sigh*.

By the way, i work in the construction sector, and it is said that one of the best indicators of growth in the country is the performance of the construction industry. Well, we are obviously experiencing enormous growth because the construction sector is out of control, our cement makers cannot keep up, though that seems to be a problem worldwide. Now if only this could translate into real prosperity for the masses!

On a sadder note, Our 100 metre champion, Asafa Powell lost his world record to the american Justin Gatlin yesterday....What a depressing way to the end a stressful week!

Procrastination and You

Procrastination - The art of needlessly putting off for tomorrow what you could have done today. I have mastered this art. They say it's as a result of habitual carelessness or laziness. It is therefore a habit that i need to break especially since i do not consider myself to be either careless or lazy.

However i Procrastinate.

I now have so much work on my desk that it is going to take at least three weeks of harried days and late nights to clear it. But this time i vow to break the cycle which would normally result in yet another period of procrastination followed by three scary weeks.

This behaviour i am sure began in university, when papers and assignments were left until last minute, yet still managed to cop a good grade. I became the master of preparing excellent work under pressure and i still believe that i do my best work while stressed. There is however, only so much ones body can take and also i may just discover that i still do great work without a whip to my back.

Bless

Telephone Love?

So i am still single and on a quest to find true love....uhmmmmm or something like that. I have met quite a few young men who seem interesting enough and though my extremely busy schedule has prevented as much face to face interaction as i would have liked, i figure there is always the phone. The only thing wrong with that scenario is that i really am not big on the phone thing.

So i met a young man whose first transgression was to call 6 times daily (egad!!) what are we going to talk about so many times......i think he finally understood that i wasnt up for that and he eased up somewhat. He now calls like every other day, i guess on his off days would be my turn to call, but i am honestly fearful of calling him (i just cant afford it). He has now progressed into the marathon caller. Please note that i have still not received a land line and thus all phone conversations take place via cell phone. This dude is actually responsible for my now using the ear piece with the phone, as the phone gets so hot, i can no longer hold it next to my ear.

The last phone convo we had lasted for 47 minutes.......though i did indicate that the phone was getting hot, that we had already covered some of the topics being brought up, that i had to go eat my dinner.....the conversation just would not end. Actually i am starting to believe that maybe i am not as interested in this young man as i thought, cos surely, if i were then his calls or long conversations would not become tiresome....and the thing is i really like when he calls, but after the first 15 minutes, i am ready to call creeeeeeee.

Catching Up

Wow.....i haven't been here in a while. This is mainly because the move described in my last post resulted in me having no phone and therefore no internet, dialup, dsl or otherwise....i am now working on getting wireless broadband so hopefully the drought will end soon.

So many things have happened since my last post........Jamaica has since gotten its first female Prime Minister - she will be sworn in tomorrow, while our school girls are being recorded while performing sexual acts....... we swept all the sprint events ( i mean every single one) at the Commonwealth Games in Melbourne, James Blake has made it into the top 10 of the ATP tour, Martina Hingis is proving that she is back.....and i have begun loc'ing my hair.....pictures to come.....maybe jus maybe.

Its really been a crazy three months...

Men: Cant live with them, Cant live without them!

My christmas vacation was quite tiring...I spent it in florida, lyming shopping and having a general good time with friends!! I visited the MGM studios in Orlando...what a colossal wsate of time.....only two rides of any note, and we could only get on to one of them - The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror- and a terror it was...i may scan a picture of what i looked like during that ride!!!

So i returned home ready to move house and restart work! I actually moved on the first day of work and took half a day off to do so. The movers were late and completed the move well into the evening, leaving me with lots of "little" stuff to move and numerous trips from my car, up the 21 steps to my new abode. By the time i called it quits for the night, i was dead tired. All i could think of was a hot shower and my bed, which thankfully i had made up well in advance. I grab all my bathroom stuff, rush into the bathroom and pulled up short. What did i encounter??? the biggest croaking lizard i have ever come across in all my years, just hanging out over the bath tub.

Now i am afraid of lizard but not in the deathly afraid category, so i calmly backed away, put my stuff down and went searching for the insecticide. I take some tentative steps toward the lizard, spray him and the dumb creature runs up into the roof instead of out the wide open window right beside him...I step forward again and spray aggressively this time, the lizard now runs toward me instead of away from me....of course at this time i run screaming from the bathroom all thoughts of bathing gone from my mind!!! When i could finally breathe normally again, i called my mom who i knew would understand considering her enormous fear of them. I then called my ex (who for a minute there i was wishing wasnt my ex and therefore would have been honour bound to come get rid of this monster) and he proceeded to laugh at me. I could barely hang up the phone before the tears came...(sorry sometimes i do cry)!

By this time i understood that there would be no shower, nor any sleeping in my freshly made bed and i cried for the loss of these things. I proceeded to the living room where i made my bed on my sofa (which was thankfully in the middle of the room away from all walls) and thankfully only dreamt once that the lizard was actually in my pillow. Suffice it to say i could barely make it to work the following morning and i was dead on my feet for the entire day!!

I couldn't help but think that it's situations like these when we single women really miss having a significant other who whatever their fears, would put on a big bold front and rescue their damsel in distress!!!

Partying in Jamaica? Get there EARLY

Welcome to the Silly Season in Jamdown....aka the party till you drop season....Christmas in Jamaica is not only a time when families come together, but because family members come from all over the world to be here, it is also a time when parites (sessions) abound. In the world of reggae/dancehall music, Jamaica is the place to be during the christmas season, many overseas based performers and selectas (disk jockeys) come down for non-stop partying it seems....

So i had a party filled weekend...one party on friday night, followed by two parties and a stage show(concert where various artistes perform) on saturday night!! We arrived at the party on friday night at 2 am (yes folks that is not a misread!) and the venue was empty....the party flopped may be your next thougt, but you would be very far from the truth. The thing is patrons did not begin to arrive until 3:30 am! Some of the selectors who were also billed to spin records did not arrive until 4:30 am....the man who was throwing the party (he should have been the first one there right?) didn't make his entrance until 4:20 am! We left the party, which was still in full swing, at 6:30 am!!

On to saturday night...the concert, dubbed "Welcome to Jamrock" with Damian (Junior Gong) Marley as the headliner was billed to start at 9 pm and started promptly on time....night noise laws in Kingston require that parties end by 2 am (unless the police in the jurisdiction are suitably compensated), and ended on time. We then moved unto a staff party we had visited earlier where we had "dinner". Following this we moved on to the next party (session) and arrived there at 3:30 am...still a little early as the selectors were just getting warmed up! I again left this party at 6:30 am and headed home to catch up on some sleep!!!

This partying trend of mine is obviously not going to continue....i refuse to get to a party so ridiculously late (early?)....anytime before 4 am is a waste of time! Am i really to leave my home at that hour for a fun "night" out on the town? I think i will stick to clubs (which are just marginally better where the time thing is concerned by the way!), where i can at least be leaving at 4 am, instead of arriving!!

Bless

Role Reversals in Kingston City

My Trainer and I got to talking while i was at the gym and he told me a story about a young woman (she had just started university) from out of town who he has been dodging. They were introduced through mutual friends who jokingly made reference to his sexual prowess. Well the young woman showed up at his apartment for a bath presumably because there was a water lock-off at her place. She had no towel, no change of clothes, nothing....but he proceeded to allow her to use his facilities pointing out the clean towels and where she could find soap. It seems in the time needed for her to take a bath (she didn't want to just shower), she forgot where the towels were kept and of course had to go looking for him (naked) to again request his assistance. While he insists that nothing happened on that occasion, and that he avoided her for about a week thereafter, she again showed up at his place and this time proceeded to literally shock him (with both action and words) while pleasing him.

His face actaully recounted the shock as he told his tale.....he said he is again trying to avoid said young woman and cannot believe that our young people (girls) are so sexually advanced.

Now as he was coming to the end of his story, my cellphone rang. I saw that it was a young man who i had met at a club, and with whom i had only spoken on the phone but had never seen since the original meeting. He gets over the initial greetings and then proceeds to ask if I could send him some credit (most people here use their cell phones on some pay as you go system for which the purchase of credits is necessary). I told him that i am not sure how that works and he proceeded to tell me hot to get it done, but unfortunately he was out of credit and so i should return his call. After my trainer and i laughed a while at the audacity of the young man, i returned his call. His story: He needed to make an important phone call, but he had no credit and since he was already home, did not want to go back unto the road to get some. I of course told him that it would be impossible for me to help at that time as i was not dressed to go shopping (I always leave the gym in my workout attire). He basically said bummer and hung up.
Now this is someone who is not anywhere near my list of friends and who is filed squarely under acquaintance. Under what conditions exactly was i going to purchase credit for him? And why is some man that i barely know asking me to buy him credit?......I am still waiting on him to suggest when he would have repaid me!!!

Roadblocks to Success

SO i have embarked on a weight loss project in which i am attempting to lose a relatively large chunk of weight and so I have began "dieting". This word i put in quotations because it is actually a misnomer as i am more attempting a lifestyle change in eating habits as opposed to a short term change solely for the purpose of losing weight. I am of course, also hitting the gym! My new eating regime calls for 5-6 small meals daily, eaten every three hours and i am also employing what is referred to as the zig zig technique of calorie restriction, where I reduce my calorie intake to 20% below that needed for weight maintenance for three days and then consume my regular calories on the fourth day. I must admit that i have gotten good results so far.

That of course was until this week so called "restaurant week" in kingston. Many restaurants have reduced dining cost appreciably as a promotional gimmick. Now i could not let this opportunity to enjoy some fine dining pass me by and i have already visited three of the participating restaurants for a combination of lunch and dinner. I also have a dinner tonight put on by the professional society to which i belong. This is my roadblock along the path to weightloss success, this can derail my plans, sending me spiralling back into unhealthy eating habits and weight gain. But will i allow it to? No i will not. Though i have sampled some desserts and plan to do so tonight also, i have been extremely conscious in what i choose to eat and also the portions that i eat. I have eaten at most half of what i have been served as an entree and have not overindulged on dessert either. Of course, the scale will tell the true tale when i do my weekly weigh in tomorrow, but until that time i will be confident that i have successfully manoeuvred around these roadblocks, albeit with some sideways movement, and continue down the road that i have so chosen.

In life, many roadblocks are thrown into our paths, but effectively negotiating them and continuing on our journey is a demonstration of the determination and will power that one needs in order to succeed.

Life Continues

Wow, its been quite a while since i have written anything to these pages and there are no good reasons or excuses either...i have just been lazy.

Well life continues amidst the violence that surrounds us everyday. Though life may be relatively normal for most of us, we cannot continue to ignore the plight of our brothers and sisters that have had their lives turned upside down because they have lost a loved one. There has been over 1, 400 reported murders in this country since the start of the year, a figure that has surpassed the record set last year, and a figure that i fear results in Jamaica having the highess murder per capita worldwide. Pretty scary stuff.

We of course generally believe that "sumpin haffi inna sumpin", that is, those murdered are in most cases connected to some wrongdoing in the past or disrespected someone with the means to carry out the ghastly act. Now if this belief is what has us sleeping well at nights, we better start tossing and turning, because it won't be long before shit comes knocking at our doors.

In the last couple of weeks it seems the police has made an increased effort in the war on crime, and i use war, because the weaponry that the criminal gangs possess, suggests nothing less. Twenty guns were discovered last week in a shipment from the united states....high powered weapons and rifles and automatic handguns with assorted ammunition......WAR!! Just think about the numbers of people that could have been killed by a stock like that. Its not only mind boggling, its heartbreaking. My heart is slowly being broken by this country i love so much! A country on the edge of destruction, due firstly to partisan politics and now to the drug trade, poverty, disillusionment and hopelesness.

I pray we will find our way back and i am sure this is the wish of the estimated five million jamaicans around the globe.

I felt a little like preaching this morning....lol

RAIN RAIN GO AWAY

Wow...more rain. Kingston has been getting daily showers of rain for what must be at least a month now. Its almost impossible to believe that earlier in the year we were worried about drought conditions. Since Dennis and Emily did their sideswipe of the country earlier in the year, we have probably only had two weeks in which there was no rain. I cannot take it anymore. The worst part of the rain is our laughable drainage systems. Our roads turn into little rivers when it rains...and with the continuous rains and now supersaturated soil, everything runs on the surface so that 15 minutes of rain equals mini floods all over the capital.

If ever we forgot that we were third world, the haphazzard, unscientific construction of our roads, leaves us with no doubt in our minds. My cry is that the National Works Agency (NWA) must be extremely embarassed every time it rains, i know that i am. But as with everything else, politics dictate the awarding of road construction contracts, and so i fear we will be driving on a prayer whenever it rains for many years to come.

To top it all off, this long weekend with a holiday on Monday, is normally a party till u drop weekend. This was more like, try to keep dry and watch nuff tv weekend...and if u feel like, catch up on some work. Me, i am gone to do just that.....until next time....

Birthday Girl

I celebrated my birthday this saturday...and yes i am thirty something. I had an interesting day, no cake, no fanfare, just a little pampering and a couple of friends who were going to try and get me drunk since i have never experienced that state. I really tried, but you get to a certain stage and you just cant go anymore, how do people do that to themselves? I mean, the bed spun for about a minute when i tried to go to sleep, but there was no hangover, nothing. I am a little disappointed...lol

My best friend called and we spoke for like forever, one thing we discussed was of course men. We are in the same boat, thirty something successful (?) women with no men. She proceeded to tell me that there is nothing like a Jamaican man, but i must be prepared to get cheated on...WHAT?? Are u saying this is the fate of the majority of Jamaica's women? Is this what i am going to have to settle for? In this age when diseases abound, this is what i have to look forward to? So is what good for the goose, good for the gander?

We then tried to name out men we knew that we were SURE were good. Unfotunately we could only come up with like five between us and that would be out of say 50....10% what horrible odds.

Men speak up, is it that only 10% of men dont cheat? (Bear in mind that my survey was entirely unscientific!)

me on my way to play some pool 

Jamdown gonna Lead

So September will go on record as one of the bloodiest month's ever..... It can also be highlited as the month when we realized that Jamaica now tops the world in murder per capita, with some 60 murders per 100, 000 people, beating out Colombia and South Africa who were once ahead of us, but whose murder rate have been steadily declining, while ours steadily climbs!! It seems we are under the impression that this is a race with some reward for the eventual winner!!!

There were some especially disturbing incidences in the past month. There was an incident where three people were murdered, two women and a less than one year old baby and another where a man fired indiscriminately into a crowd at a football game, killing three patrons, including a 6 year old child. Once upon a time, women and children were spared the wrath of the gun, this is no more.

We are bringing in more policemen from Britain, first world expertise if u may, but as somebody in the media noted, they don't have much success with the "yardie" gangs in Britain, so what will make them have any at all with the "yardies" in yard....afterall, this is their playground!!

As the days go by, I get more disillusioned. I am however, not ready to give up on this beautiful island I call home!

Single Girls Need to Look Good?

Not that i wasn't concerned about this before, but there is a certain comfort that comes with being in a long term relationship. I no longer have that. I have actually battled weight issues since my university days when i went from 'chicken back' to a full fledged 'chicken'. Unfotunately my five month sojurn into pregnancy didn't help either and i put on more weight which had seemed impossible to lose. However, during my year abroad, i lost a lot of pounds and returned home looking svelte and hot!!! These pounds, i searched for and took back and probably found a few more here and there, especially after surgery. I am again seeking a way to get rid of them and so joined the much heralded Gymkhana located at the Hilton Hotel in New Kingston.

I have never seen so many bodies that look so good! Talk about inspiration! Well i started on Monday and have been every day except one. The thing is, i really feel on a high when i leave and this continues way into the next day. Is this the start of a gym obsession? I certainly hope so!!! Will i get that hot bod that i am seeking? I certainly hope so. I have also started playing tennis again and i am aiming for at least one tennis session weekly. My first session back was really good given that tennis is such an unforgiving sport, punishing even the slightest betrayal with a loss of form. I wasn't even as tired as i expected to be.....though i slept for like half a day once i got home.

Well it is friday, and though i have no idea where i am going, some mates and i are hitting the town...Kingston here I come!!!!

Broke & Happy

I am approaching the end of my second month as a single girl and what have i learnt? The bills are a lot bigger when you no longer share them. Though the utility bills are reduced somewhat, the sum total is a whopping increase in living expenses..mine has actually more than doubled. But what the hell, at least i am happy right?

And happy I am, I cannot remmeber a time when i have enjoyed myself more. As i struggle to make ends meet (lol), i hit the town regularly (and mind you, dateless) for some of the most fun times i have had in a long time....some times its with my "friend plus" as others have dubbed him and sometimes its just with friends. Its a pity though that when the nights are done and a new day has begun, the reality of life in Kingston hits again.

Not only is our murder rate spiralling out of control (an average of 150 people monthly are killed) and most of us believe that many murders go unreported, but so is our inflation rate! Actually, the electricity company announced a rate increase that is due to inflation. Now correct me if i am wrong, but i thought things like the increase in electricity rates drove inflation and not the other way round. Are we then caught up in a viscious cycle from which there is no escape? Our inflation rate for the past financial year was reported at about 13% and we KNOW that it is forever underestimated!

How are we going to survive? Will we be able to survive?

Demanding Women??

Last week the dominant topic in a weekly magazine was "Are Jamaican Women Demanding?" I read the comments with interest and found of course that the men all agreed and for the most part the women disagreed. People's definition of demanding didn't coincide either and i would have loved if the originators of the feature had included a definition of "demanding". I must say we are NOT demanding......just a LITTLE effort and attention is required.

I say that to say this.....i was all set for my date last friday, and being the considerate woman that i am (not wanting to send anybody into bankruptcy), i suggested that we see a movie....I was quickly informed that there was no money available and we should just "hang" instead. I suspected too that "hanging" would be at my little bachelorette pad.....of course i declined. Was that being mercenary or demanding....i dont think so.

I have a friend, my very best friend, who lives in miami. She is a nurse, has a bachelors degree in computer science and a masters in information systems and has recently qualified as a real estate agent. She owns a lovely two storey, at least 2000 sq. ft. home, complete with pool in the backyard. A dream home. She is also single. She went on a date with a 30 something young man who had just completed his engineering degree and then reported that she wouldnt be seeing him again as he had no prospects. I asked her to explain.....she went on to say that this young man shares rented accomodation, complained about life while repaying student loans and looked like he was headed nowhere fast. I had to agree with her....at our age (lol) we cannot become financial providers for any man.....Any man we choose to become involved with must bring approximately equal or greater assets to the table or at least look like he is capable of doing so in the future.

Is that being mercenary or demanding?

Single in Kingston

Having embarked fully on my new single life in Kingston, i set out to thouroughly enjoy myself. I envisioned many nights of partying, movies, plays.....really everything that the movers and shakers enjoy. I was however brought crashing back to reality when i was informed that there is a serial rapist on the prowl in my well to do, right smack beside the Prime Minister, Uptown Kingston neighbourhood. Definitely not great news for a single girl in the city. Rushing to get home before nightfall, arranging to be escorted home if i want to work late, driving with all doors locked and windows up at all times, locking myself inside once i do get home. This was definitely not how i thought life was going to be. Now i pray fervently that the perpetrator will be caught quickly and maybe just maybe, i will be able to relax a little and breathe a little easier.

Now i have been off the dating scene for a little while and i think the "game" has changed somewhat. I met a young man, spoke to him in person twice, maybe four times total, and was informed by him that he is now taking himself off the market (right), and i should do the same as he is sure he has found his soul mate(?) Now we have never been out on a date, never spoken for more than 15 minutes, he doesn't even know my surname and yet he wants to visit me in my bachelorette pad and had the nerve to get angry when i refused. Men no longer try to woo us? Even if their only aim is to get us into bed? Maybe i should have told him my age when he asked, maybe then he wouldn't have been so quick to feed me the bull (crap, shite, kaka) that he did...or maybe i am just too old to be once again, a single girl in Kingston!

Anyway, we have a date tomorrow.......I wonder how that will go?