Making Me New

I have abandoned tumblr. I have not found the things I’ve had to say important, so I have just stopped posting. Not much has happened. The weddings are over until February and I live the same life, week to week. My weekends have died down and my Friday nights are less than exciting. 

I’ve taken up a new hobby that former me would be disgusted at me over…I craft now. It’s one of those things like when single people start collecting cats, or babies collect pacifiers (did anyone else do that? no? yeah, me neither). So yeah, I make crap now. 

I am not mentioning this for any reason, but to say that Pinterest has taken over my tumblr time. I look stuff up, think about making it, then decide to follow through on 10% of my findings. 

I guess I just needed a hobby, and what better hobby to pick up than one that all of my young married friends (living in an old person’s body) would pick up. 

This will be remembered as an interesting time in my life. Maybe we can remember this as the “post weddings-living in Savannah-hanging with high schoolers and married people-no life-sitting at home every Friday night” time period. 

I will for sure die when Kate leaves in January. Scratch that, I will survive until February. A week after Lindsay leaves in February, I will be found in front of a TV, in a loneliness coma. 

I hope this finds you well. A lot has changed over the past six months and so I thought I’d put it all on paper:

I don’t live at home anymore and surprisingly I like that. I’ve found that having my own house is quite nice. I may even paint my walls this month. If I’m really ambitious I may even do the trim.

I’ve become really good about reading my bible everyday. I’m already to Esther!

I’ve gotten a lot better about filling my car up with gas. I rarely drive with the light on and I’ve become way better about going the speed limit. Turns out five over is just as efficient.

Surprisingly, I’ve become better about being on time and respecting others’ time.

I’ve stopped biting my nails. Filing them is just as therapeutic.

I’m working on being a better listener. Taking it one day at a time, but I don’t always tune people out.

I can watch a whole movie without falling asleep.

Glasses of wine are few and far between.

I still laugh a lot.

And most importantly, the days I don’t miss you outnumber the days I do.