Hello everyone! So I'm back with a slightly different blog. I decided I needed a little more privacy. A little bit of growing up made me realize I didn't want my private thoughts so readily available. Not that I'm so interesting or anything but as you age (and oh boy get ready to hear me whine about aging again) you realize not everyone is nice or discreet or judicious with information. So there you have it. I kept waiting until I made this whole blog "pretty" but I think starting to write again is much more important than having my ducks in a row.
So here we are, a quick slice of life.
Last Saturday I turned 30 and it was really hard. There was much wailing and gnashing of teeth. I was like Joey Tribianni…"Why God, why?!? We had a deal!!!" Some of you might not understand, but it was a real existential crisis. You know, unrealized potential, unmet life goals, mortality, ect ect. I'm glad it's over and we're back to our regularly scheduled programming of not questioning everything and being able to sleep at night.
I currently am a teacher and my feelings change on this every passing hour.
I want to be a writer when I grow up.
I love cats and have two.
I love stories and write them in my head everyday but have a hard time transferring them down for fear of it being terrible.
I have been married for 6 years. Our dynamic is I give him a hard time always and he acts like he hates but he loves it. I think.
The only thing I have mastered is the art of dabbling in a lot of things.
I like adventure and travel but am also a house cat. (Auto correct tried to change that into house coat but for once I won the battle against auto correct. It doesn't know me at all! I want to break up with it or make it learn me. It refuses to do either).
I will probably repost a few things from the old blog just for posterity's sake. Here we go again!