Whoever thought I would be too busy to write?
Turns out when you stop sitting on your behind and get out and live, you don’t have the time to sit down and write out your thoughts nearly as often. Not to mention most of my writing in the last year has been done on real paper, with a pen. For whatever reason I love the way that feels.
It was a crazy year, 2010. The wedding didn’t happen as planned, though to no detrimental end result, my teeth finally got fixed, roommates came and went, I gained weight. The beginning of 2011 was, well, in a nutshell, crap. Kittens came and went. I fell into the worst depression I have been in for years, and it took till the weather warmed up for me to snap out of it. So the Laurelmas tree stayed up till mid march. Sorry Roomies!
On a lighter note, perhaps that funk was needed, to assess and decide what course to follow for the rest of the year. As of the end of march, I have lost 22 pounds, quit drinking, and become more active. This new diet is working so well for me I may cut out all but the barest minimum of red meat, sugars, most breads and pasta, and milk. I find that not putting ANYTHING artificial or chock full of preservatives has left me feeling pretty damn good most of the time. I am hoping that the changes I have been making keep me saner. Happier. The wedding is on for June 24th. I have plenty to do and keep my mind busy too. And I have a talented and wonderfully sweet and funny fiancee to keep me company. I love him so much.
Well, enough for now. I’ve been sitting here too long as it is. I have a bike ride to go on, laundry to do, wedding plans to finalize, and it’s already three in the afternoon!
Ta!
