I mean, I literally let an entire season pass without updating this blog. IN FACT, I had forgotten about the existence of said blog until this morning and while brushing my teeth thought “oh holy shit, I should probably update this thing.”
So, here is the scoop of all the things that have happened since June.
I went to Michigan.
I fractured the ankle.
I yelled at George.
I forgot how to cook.
I broke up with a memory.
I spent the night in St. Louis twice.
I tried to go see Precious Moments Museum and failed.
I drafted not one, but two fantasy football leagues.
I make ongoing questionable life choices.
I’ve held at least 3 babies.
I sustained from Junior League.
I drank a glass of champagne. Or four. Or whatever.
I went to Austin.
I went to Dallas.
I went to Fort Worth.
Seriously, that’s about it.
It’s a blah little life. I’m currently pondering life and all of the intricacies. I wish I could say that I hit my goals before I’m 40, but well, that is just not going to happen. I can’t pretend to say that I’m ok with all aspects of my life, but it is my life. I do have a borderline cute house that is in need of a good scrubbing, and I have two fuzzy pups that keep me from running away forever.
I did learn this summer that it’s ok to say “enough” to a shitty situation and just leave.
I did remember this summer that there is still a lot of life to live.
I remembered this weekend that it’s ok to be honest and say “i’m having a shitty day and that’s ok.”
I also remembered at some point this morning that I probably should just go on more adventures. Find the change that I’ve been seeking. Be a little more selfish. Blah blah yackity smackity.
As of today, I am closer to 40 than I am to 30. I have no idea what that is supposed to mean, or how I am supposed to react to the changing of a decade. I mean, sure, I would have liked the construct of my life to be different as I head into a new decade, but let’s face it- some people appear to have that very thing and we know that a portion of the public portrayal is total and utter bullshit.
I think that’s what I finally figured out this summer. Sometimes you have to be ok with the life that you are handed, and you just have to live for yourself, not anyone else. (or what you think you should do to keep up appearances)
Life is entirely too fucking short to live in mediocrity. I look towards the upcoming season change to create some change of my own. The fact that I can sit here and rattle off the essential nothing that I’ve done over the past 3 months is just stupid.
PS- I woke up with an tone this morning, because it’s HOT. I mean, it’s going to 99 degrees today. I’d say “let’s run away to some fall like destination”, but it appears that mother nature has had a total and utter hotflash and can’t figure out where she put her hormones. If Michigan is going to be 85 degrees today, there is just no running away.
Will one of you hold me accountable to updating this blog a few times a week?
I do have things to talk about, I honestly just forget to head over here.
Oh, and I did fall in love with this song this weekend, which was technically still in the summer, so it’s borderline ok to include in this wrap-up.