I don’t know why I’m still having such a difficult time adjusting to my new lifestyle.
I guess difficult isn’t the right word. I think the truth is that I just feel really awkward about how much I like it.
I feel spoiled, and undeserving of this new, relatively uncomplicated existence.
I have to keep reminding myself that I’m not spoiled, because I got myself here. I had to make a lot of ballsy moves to do it, and I should just be proud of it and move on.
But it still makes me feel strange. I don’t like to talk about it, because it sounds boastful. I’ll get there though, and then I’m sure I’ll be posting more frequently than any of you would prefer.
So here are some updates until I adjust further.
I’m feeling very far away from my family these days. I got to see my dad in Vegas last month and I’ll see my mom in a few weeks here, but I haven’t been back to Oklahoma since Christmas. I miss my people. On top of that, my grandmother is in the hospital dealing with the aftermath of some chest pain. I’m incredibly concerned, but they ruled out heart attack and she is feeling better. If you’re the praying type, any and all would be appreciated.
I came up with a concept for my short story and I’ve written two and half pages. I actually like the topic I’ve chosen to write about, but it will take some research and stepping outside of my usual writing boundaries if I’m going to make it work. We’ll see how it goes.
I’m doing a lot of entertaining in the next three weeks. Tonight Mr. T’s brother and SIL are coming over for drinks. Next weekend is a fabulous girls weekend that I could not be more excited about. Then my mom comes for mother’s day, and we’re planning to have Mr. T’s parents over the weekend after that. I think I need hostess tips. I’ve never really done it before.
Cooking for a boyfriend’s mother is terrifying. Am I right?
I’m still doing a lot of yoga, and with the change in schedule, I’ve been able to settle into a pretty stable workout routine – cardio three times a week, weights three times a week, yoga two to three times a week. I haven’t really lost weight, but I think I’m a lot fitter than I have been in awhile. That could have a lot to do with all the walking I do now that I’m carless as well. I climb like, a bajillion stairs most days. So. that’s pretty cool.
After a month or so of living with a boy, things are still going really well. Not perfect. But well. I’m learning a lot.
That’s all I’ve got right now, but with all that’s on the horizon surely I’ll have things to write about in the near future.