Fiorella Carhuaz is a friend who I met in Las Vegas, who now resides in Portland, Oregon.
For years, I have lived alone. Dinner time consists of me feeding the dog and ordering delivery. I decided to title this blog Poor Lonely woman because I have observed people’s faces when I tell them I’ll be with the dog tonight. I’ll use an example: a couple of years ago, I moved to Portland for a pretty cool gig. Again, just me and the dog! As I was making Portland my home, the holidays came rushing in. I decided to stay in the area. When I told a couple of people about my plans for the holidays ( fancy hotel dinner and drinks), they would look at me like someone just died. They thought it was so sad I was by myself. I never understood why! I have a great time going to fancy hotels and having drinks. I feel like a real grown woman and enjoy spending some money on myself. I never liked the feeling of rushing to get to point A to B, and I have zero stress around the holidays. I wish people understood that some of us enjoy certain things that not everyone feels comfortable with. I would like to add that this year I will be at my favorite hotel for thanksgiving. No worries though, I will head to the east coast for Christmas.
