- I'm busier than ever. I'm even staying at work late. And if you know me at all, you know that's not something I do. I get my work done and leave at 5 even if I'm only at work for 3 hours. I get it done fast so I can leave. Even though I'm getting everything done quickly (as I always do), I'm at work forever. I'm not complaining 'cause I love my job and have no issue being here that late - it just means that I'm not doing AS much after work. Which includes writing.
- Writing is my therapy. Fortunately, right now, I don't need much therapy. Well, I do, but it's not really things I can post on here. And the therapy is really just venting and ... well, I did enough of that on here last year to last a lifetime. And I credit David with my lack of need to therapize myself. He's good to talk to, has good advice, calms me down, keeps me sane, etc.
- After Christmas, I moved in with my boyfriend. Ok, well, technically I really probably already lived there, I just hadn't moved all my stuff in. David's an awesome guy, but I have always had a super domestic side and have always loved baking and cooking but it's not as hard to do now. It's not as hard because: 1) it's for 2 now so it doesn't seem like a waste of time, 2) I don't have to carry groceries up 4 floors in order to "put them away." Which is great.
Lemme tell ya something. I've decided to be on "Blogger" because I hate the concept of blogging. Absolutely hate it. But I'm told that having a blog kinda makes you write.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Up to now...
2011 has been a mixture of awesome and awful. For this post, I'm going to try my best not too get to personal but just kind of update you on why I haven't been posting much:
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