<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871260762810684627</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:50:35.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Single Middle Aged Female</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singlemiddleagedfemale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871260762810684627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singlemiddleagedfemale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>smaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820854573081338750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871260762810684627.post-7513991434001331741</id><published>2009-05-17T17:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:19:32.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying something new</title><content type='html'>I've come to realize that at the age of 43, it seems that all the fun and exciting things have already happened in my life.  I have no more stories to tell when I'm sitting around with my family and friends.  It's all of my doing. Not on purpose mind you. I didn't wake up one day and say, "I think I'll become an single, overweight, middle aged, boring person."  Instead it was an insidious process, sneaking up on me as I stopped paying attention to my life.  So I've decided to start paying attention.  I don't have a complete plan yet, and in a lot of ways I'm still doing a lot of information gathering. I'm really good at that. I can gather information forever.  But I need to start taking action. Doing things. Push myself out of my comfort zone. Try new things. So I decided to try this blog. I'm new at this. I don't know if anyone will read it. And that's ok. At least it's taking an action.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871260762810684627-7513991434001331741?l=singlemiddleagedfemale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singlemiddleagedfemale.blogspot.com/feeds/7513991434001331741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singlemiddleagedfemale.blogspot.com/2009/05/trying-something-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871260762810684627/posts/default/7513991434001331741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4871260762810684627/posts/default/7513991434001331741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singlemiddleagedfemale.blogspot.com/2009/05/trying-something-new.html' title='Trying something new'/><author><name>smaf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00820854573081338750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
