I am sorry to all 54 or so of my followers for my absence the last 28 days and the fact that all of the posts prior to that were just blogging about how I really needed to blog. As the wise rapper T.I. once said, “I’m back.” Life has finally settled down and my thoughts have cleared out well enough that I can put them into words again. Or at least in some capacity. Let’s see how far we get.
Over the course of the last month, I left my gym job and have become a full time waitress. And it has been great. I’ve finally gotten the knack of knowing what I need to do and when to do it, I’ve made some nice new work friends, I’ve gotten on the good side of the kitchen so I get free food, and I’ve sweet talked at least 10 people into starting a fantasy football league. I’m in.
It’s exciting to start to feel like ‘me’ again, as cliche as that may sound. Misery drains your energy and your feeling of self worth and your desire to live your life, and no one should live that way. I’m no expert on happiness, but I know the difference between being happy and wanting to hide in your closet every day of the week to avoid the rest of the world and I now know that the former is preferred. I’m not 100% recovered yet, but at least I’m on the way.
I’m having a wonderfully relaxed couple of days and someone just walked by me and said “I like the way you work!” Let’s set the stage: I’m in a hotel lobby which is full of players from my favorite football team. I’m wearing leggings and a sweatshirt. I’m drinking a Blue Moon and listening to country music. My feet are up on the chair next to me and I’m blogging. I love that this was just deemed “work.” Because I do have a job where I get paid which I very much enjoy and I love to keep up with my blog when I have time. And it’s obviously going to be a book deal one day, right? What’s that silly quote? Something like, “If you love what you do, you’ll never work a day in your life?” Well if that’s the case right now, I love working.
Enough with the sappy emo nonsense. Let’s jot down what else has happened over my blog-less 28 days:
One: Darcy turned two years old!! Can you believe it?! Despite her insistence on running into traffic or massive treat consumption, she has managed to survive for two whole years! Clearly there was a celebration…
Two: I met my favorite baseball player of all time, Darren Daulton. I couldn’t speak to him for a long time. Eventually I did, but mainly I just stared and waved like the biggest nerd ever. But he was really nice and took a picture with my brother and me, with which I have wallpapered my room.
Three: I had a fabulous weekend in our Nation’s capital with my college friends. An imperative member was missing (that’s you Bailey!) but there’s nothing like getting together with people you have such a strong history with. It was so much fun.
Four: I went to the Kenny Chesney concert. I thought it was good but not great. He needs to get some tips from Taylor Swift.
Five: My parents celebrated their 30 year wedding anniversary by spending it with my brothers and me and one of the best meals we have ever had. Clearly the night was topped off with celebratory baby Guinness shots… I mean, how else would the Irish celebrate?
Five: I stopped drinking whiskey! That doesn’t help a ton but does make things a little better. It didn’t help me learn to count any better apparently
Six: I cleaned my room, messed it up again, cleaned it again… it’s all been a vicious cycle
Seven: I have lost three shoes from three different pairs. So there were once six shoes – there are now three shoes, one of each.
Eight: I re-watched the first season of True Detective rather than trying to force myself into the second season. Fact – it’s even better the second time. I love Louisiana
I think those are the most earth shattering things to mention. I hope everyone else has had as great a 28 days as I have!! And don’t worry, I’m really back – get ready, the rest of the summer is going to be blog worthy!