So, the way my life has been going you'd think I'd just throw in the towel. I'm just not fit to be an adult sometimes. I do dumb things like leave empty ice cream containers on my bed for three days with the bedroom window open, allowing ants to take my bed hostage. I drop old bananas on the living room carpet and then cover them in couch blankets and then step in them and forget about them until they ruin everything. I randomly confront people about dumb things they said 20 years ago that they don't even remember, making everyone uncomfortable. I forget to pay my student loans for two months because I don't open the emails or mail and then expect everything to be OK.
And everything is OK. I have a husband that fixed the ants and the carpet I ruined. (Please don't leave me, husband.) People are understanding and compassionate when I send them awkward messages. Student loan companies give you three months before they report you to the credit bureau.
I guess I get to be an adult after all. Yay.
This week in Fabness:
- Suddenly, I remember how to do bullets properly. It's very exciting! I feel young again!
- Somehow I got up on Wednesday and decided to go for a walk. This was unplanned. It all started a few weeks ago when I woke up at 6am by accident one day. Usually I'm the girl who is in bed until she has to leave, but when I woke up at 6am that day I just knew I could somehow do that again, even if I just sat around being awake. So I began setting my alarm for 6am daily. Sure, all I did was play endless games of Bejeweled, but I was up.
Then one day, I decided not to play Bejeweled. I just got up, slipped on the clothes, laced up the sneakers, and proceeded to strut my stuff. Ever since then I've been on a streak of doing this every morning. It's nice. Sure, my legs feel like lead and I run out of steam pretty quickly, but it puts me in such a great mood for the rest of the morning. And I can't believe I'm doing this like I always wanted. I always wanted to be that girl who goes for a run in the morning before work and now I am! - I had the best weekend last weekend. I was able to go to three parties.
- The first party was at my friend Kellee's house. We hadn't seen each other in 20 years and I was nervous. Fortunately, the only awkward thing about it was that nobody else knew who I was! And when they eventually left Kellee invited me to stick around and we had our own chill after party of karaoke and breeze shootin' ... it meant a lot to me. It's neat to me how I can just pick up right where I left off with almost everyone. I realize how rare that is for most people.
- The second party was with my church. The Balchs hosted a cookout and it was the best thing. There were cute little children and babies, delicious cake, and the most perfect burgers and ribs. And Greg came! And he stayed two hours! And we got to be outside with the breeze and the sun and adult people, but we also got to be in a pretty house with pretty colors and pretty crafts. I left with an exploding belly and a food coma (and a broken toenail, because it's not a real party until you're run over by a skateboard).
- The third party was with my family. My brother-in-law and his wife hosted a party for the Patriarch at their swanky new digs. I love their house and their puppies. There were three, count 'em, three different kind of puppies and the most meat I've ever eaten in my whole life. We played bean bag toss in the backyard and also chilled in their amazing house. OMG THEIR HOUSE--it's a beautiful dream house and I love it. I wish they'd adopt me as their child so I could come visit all the time.
- You guys, I'm agnostic/unitarian as anything, but I'm seriously considering re-joining. Right now I'm at the point where, maybe, just maybe, there might be a higher power. Maybe not an afterlife, but a higher power. I recognize that I might be relying on magical thinking, but whatever. I'm super cool with other people having specific higher powers or not having a higher power and thinking I'm crazy for believing in imaginary things. It's cool. We all work out for ourselves the way we think life should be. And I think that I would like to try a real church service, just for funsies, for old time's sake.
- I'm almost finished with my first class at UMUC. At the end of June I start the harder stuff with back to back 8 week courses on Algebra and Finite Mathematics.
I'm not a nerd girl. I don't masturbate with Nintendo controllers, although I might scream FUCK! while playing Mario Kart. I got a B in Biology and cannot imagine having to take Chemistry or Physics. I'm sure I would enjoy watching Star Wars, but I tried three times and fell asleep. I don't know how to work a Roku or why people are excited about game consoles. I can enjoy these things, but they're not my interests. I'm not going to make obscure references about Lord of the Rings in every day conversation. I don't know what World of Warcraft is, but I know it's something people play.
However, I'm still a smart person and enjoy learning. I love to read and I read all the time. What might challenge me, however, is not going to challenge others. I have to say I'm dreading all the math I'll be taking. However, I'll be finished by Halloween.
I'm not really sure why I bothered with bullets. I'm too verbose for that crap.
I get to see old friends
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