Time has a way of speeding up and letting you know as it shoots by you.
My life and my mind have been in complete upheaval these last few weeks.
First, I felt on top of the world as my impending 29th birthday approached. I thought 'This is my year!' and 'I can accomplish everything and anything I desire!' - I felt powerful and in touch with my core and my passions and my strengths and my future. The day following my uber-low-key celebration with Matt and my bestie Ayana I had the rug pulled from under me... or rather, the huge bundle of colorful, lovely balloons which I was gripping with all my might, floating a la the Miss Dior Cherie ads, well, every single one popped and instantaneously I plummeted to earth, along with my optimism, confidence, and sense of self.
I am feeling myself emerging from the figurative wreckage and piecing myself back together - I am starting a new job a week from today, and I am excited and nervous and settling into the idea of monetary stability and consistency. I am sad that my part-time days are over for now and that I am going to be leaving my nearly decade long career in make-up - only in the full time aspect.
I have started filling in at a friend's thrift shop - I plan on doing so once a week for a while. It's fun and I like the aspect of looking like me - not the poster child of the cosmetics movement.
The nights are getting longer, it's starting to cool down (a little) and there are some small things that I am looking forward to:
the new Diana Gabaldon book
AZ state fair - a few concerts, demolition derby and food, food, food.
sweaters
new employee discount (I am sticking to an allowance!)
Now I just need to shake the remnants of this cold and get my ass to the gym!
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