This applies to no one but me, but my birthday was a little over a week ago. I’d like to think it’s a new year. I accomplished some stuff. I didn’t accomplish other stuff.
I went on a trip to Hawaii. INCREDIBLE food, people, scenery, FOOD. Went with a lifelong friend from college. Packed for eight days in a single backpack! Personal growth.
I also went on a trip to New Orleans. I learned to make pie from Joy the Baker. I gained confidence to hand-make the crust. I had good and hard conversations with my best friend from middle/high school. I ate beignets. I re-learned a hard lesson about being over 30 and wearing the wrong shoes to walk around in.
I developed a new collection of cookbooks. Who knows why? I barely cook. But, oh— I dream.
I started a new church group. We’re going through a 3 workbook series talking about God and our lives and laughing and talking serious and honestly, drinking a lot of beer. Amen.
I went through a rough slump. And I do mean rough. I began clawing my way back out around January. Hawaii and the sunshine helped. Friends helped. Netflix helped. Honestly.
I quit my office job to do massage full time. This was a good move.
I applied for Grad School. Recently. Like… a week ago. I’m anxious, to be honest.
I’ve heard the message over and over about connecting with your body. I’m learning. I try to stretch more often. I’ve signed myself and my sister up for 3 5ks this summer. I haven’t started training.
I’ve eaten an awful lot of cake. And loved every piece.
I got a roommate! I don’t live alone for the first time in SEVEN years.
I have doubted myself. And believed in myself. I’ve found strength in the music of Lizzo. She’s teaching me how to be a bad bitch. I need the lessons. I will learn.
Here are a few things I’ve been learning lately:
- God cares about the small things. By small things, I mean my cat, who was lost for over 20 hours outside and for whom I prayed for about 20 hours straight. She’s home, safe, and healthy. I am sure God heard those prayers, as trivial as it may seem.
- Speaking of cats– it was Iris doing the “mystery wees” I blamed Sammy, my boy cat, for the mystery pees throughout the house. Only to have Iris, girl kitty, hop up on my bed (while I was in it), happily wee, then cuddle with me until I realized. Hm. Mystery solved. Sorry, Sammy!
- Good body mechanics are vital! Full time massage therapy is no joke! I’ve learned rather quickly that I CAN’T be too lazy to hold my body correctly, or I’ll pay for it dearly in the coming days.
- It’s good to have connections. So my sister’s friend’s boyfriend works for an HVAC company and as a result I got a pretty sweet deal on an air conditioner! My Grey Cottage is about 98 years old this year and never had central air– until now! It’s going in to the off season, by the way– now is the time to give your HVAC people a call for discounted work!
- Show Up. This one meant a lot, and seemed to be a theme from about mid-July through August. I kept showing up, and my schedule filled with clients. I kept showing up, and went deeper with friends. I kept showing up, and have new opportunities coming up as a result. Sometimes, it’s not anything big– just keep showing up!
So if you’re not familiar, Emily P. Freeman has this thing where she quarterly reflects on things she’s learned. She invites others to join her, so this is my first time sharing a list!
- Owning a home is HARD.
I’ve struggled with the discipline of mowing this spring. Additionally, animals seem to like burrowing under my house and I’ve caught a groundhog AND a possum in my livetrap– YUCK.
BUT– I love my beautiful little cottage. This spring, I was surprised by all the flowers that bloomed, loved watching green take over the yard, and me and the kitties have enjoyed the front porch and our very own outside space immensely.
- There are 29,000 children in Indiana in the foster care system.
This speaks for itself. If your heart tugs at you on this, just look into an info session. I finally did, and I’m so glad.
- Being an Auntie is, like, the best thing ever.
I’ve been an aunt for one month, officially. So far it’s the best thing ever and she’s the cutest and most smart baby ever and you can’t tell me otherwise. Also she’s really cuddly.
- I’m tired of pouring my energy into someone else’s dream.
So– I’m quitting my office job. I’m ramping up in massage and LOVING it. I’m hoping to delve more into writing and maybe this space will be part of that.
- Bullet Journals are the perfect way to keep track of things for me.
I’m already using my phone less and writing things down more. It’s how I’ve always wanted to live my life, I just didn’t have the system in place. So now I’ve just co-opted this system and made it into what I need it to be. It’s seriously a dream come true. Does that sound weird? Whatever. I’m a journal nerd.
- 30 isn’t so bad.
I’ve really only been 30 about a week. In the end, it was just another day. But I’m living my life, and doing things on my terms more and more. I have always felt I was a late bloomer, but I love this season of slow blooming. I’m really digging this life thing.
- This combination of wisdom: “There are no original ideas”/ “You don’t have to be perfect, just fucking do things”
The second quote is from Georgia Hardstark. Anyways, these both encouraged me to just DO THE DAMN THING (Becca K, anyone??)
It’s been a relief to just start things, because so long I was so afraid to fail that I never even got started. Now I feel okay enough with myself (and with failure?) that I’m okay to try. Or to make things. And even to LIKE the things I’m doing, even if they’re not as good as someone else’s. It’s all good.