I’m not even going to apologize for not blogging recently. I’m pretty sure my last five posts have started that way, so let’s just consider those blanket apologies and move on. Okay? Perfect.
Because I’m an old lady before my time and am dying to get to bed right now, let’s just do a quick recap of how life has played out in the last couple of months-ish
- First of all, I don’t work for Cooking Light anymore. Through a sudden and happy turn of events, I am now the Project Coordinator and Yearbook Advisor for my beloved Samford JMC department. Which of course means that I fulfilled the long-foretold prophecy of my mother (and 85% of my friends).
- My new job is requiring me to re-integrate into Samford’s culture, and it’s been a doozy of a time. It’s incredibly strange to go from being a student to being an employee in just six months, and though I’m learning, it’s still a bit of a slow go.
- I’m still coping with life by baking everything I have the ingredients for. My roommate’s a-okay with this, as are the friends I foist the goodies upon afterwards.
- Two more couples within my close friend group got engaged. Whoever said this whole engagement deal slows down post-graduation was a BIG FAT LIAR.
- Not that I’m upset about it because weddings are awesome. They’re like my only excuse to use my social dance skills now. Which I have the urge to break out on a daily basis.
- This whole “budgeting” thing is still taking some getting used to. I had a week of no work between switching jobs, and that week plus Thanksgiving break put a little dent in my finances. Then, of course, Christmas brings all those extra purchases. I’m very grateful for the advice my parents gave me before I started my new life in Birmingham and that I actually followed the greater portion of it. It’s saving my hide right now.
- BIG BUMMER ALERT: My beloved, 11-year old Jeep Liberty has finally decided to give me trouble. And not inexpensive trouble either. I’m not too happy about it, but these things happen in life. Better to learn and beat it now than to suffer from it later.
- BIG AWESOME ALERT: I finally conquered mashed potatoes. This may sound trivial, but it’s a big deal to me.
- I spent yesterday doing a full clean of my room. Washed the sheets, straightened all my drawers, put everything away in its proper place…man, it felt good.
- Like the proper adult I am, my Christmas presents will be 75% kitchen supplies. And I’m thrilled.
- I’m still dealing with the after-effects of a cold I got during Thanksgiving. Namely, a sore throat and a cough. Every so often I get a cold that wants to take the scenic route, and this just happens to be one of those times.
- However, the advantage of a sore throat is that you can’t be judged for eating ice cream for dinner. Which I may or may not have done tonight.
- I’ve been wrestling with the idea of “home.” When I went back to Georgia for Thanksgiving, I kept saying I was going home. Which I was. But coming back to Birmingham is also going home. Which it is. In some ways I still feel like I’m not a permanent fixture here, but in many other ways I feel like I am. It’s been a struggle, to say the least.
- I keep talking about how I’m an adult, but Marla and I topped our Christmas tree with Toothless and Carl the Minion toys we got from Target. So the adulthood thing is debatable.
I know that’s not the fully comprehensive overview, but it hits most of the high points. And now I’m off to bed at 9:15 because those are the decisions I make with my life.