smoking is so... early 2012
I have no real reason for updating outside of the fact that I haven't in some amount of days. I started this whole thing to document something... not really sure what, but I'm not documenting anything if I'm waiting for something life changing or super significant to happen before I pop in again. The fact is life isn't made up of a lot of those moments. The time between those moments, and what you do from those moments on, is really the bulk of your existence.
I made it a point to get out again this weekend. It wasn't the amazing life-affirming awesomeness that last weekend was, but it was fun. I made a rash decision that ended up with me not getting home till an hour or so before Luke woke up (by cab, I'm responsible like that), which led to me being awake from 5:45 Friday morning till 9:30 or so Saturday night, but it was worth it. I may have been wishing for death by the end of it, but it was a nice reminder of how simple life was before lil dude took over.
I was at a barbecue for a friend's birthday today and somehow got into the "first year sucks fucking balls" conversation three times. You know you're aging when a good percentage of the people you are lucky enough to have adult conversations with bring it around to deciding whether or not they're having children. It doesn't help that I'm always with Luke, but still, I'm starting to feel like I have nothing else of worth to talk about... oh, wait.
My mission for the remainder of the spring and summer months is officially (as of right this second) to live something that has nothing, at all, to do with Luke. I'm not exactly sure how difficult, or not, this is going to end up being. I don't have too much support in the leaving-my-child-in-the-care-of-someone-else-for-lots-of-time-while-mommy-tries-to-find-herself area, so this may take awhile. Or maybe it won't. I honestly don't know.
So, I guess I'll check back in. Hopefully having made some progress towards... something? But maybe not. I guess we'll see.
Oh yeah, I quit smoking tonight. Last smoke of the last pack and blah blah blah that I've spouted so many times before. I guess I'll let you know how that's going, as well.
I made it a point to get out again this weekend. It wasn't the amazing life-affirming awesomeness that last weekend was, but it was fun. I made a rash decision that ended up with me not getting home till an hour or so before Luke woke up (by cab, I'm responsible like that), which led to me being awake from 5:45 Friday morning till 9:30 or so Saturday night, but it was worth it. I may have been wishing for death by the end of it, but it was a nice reminder of how simple life was before lil dude took over.
I was at a barbecue for a friend's birthday today and somehow got into the "first year sucks fucking balls" conversation three times. You know you're aging when a good percentage of the people you are lucky enough to have adult conversations with bring it around to deciding whether or not they're having children. It doesn't help that I'm always with Luke, but still, I'm starting to feel like I have nothing else of worth to talk about... oh, wait.
My mission for the remainder of the spring and summer months is officially (as of right this second) to live something that has nothing, at all, to do with Luke. I'm not exactly sure how difficult, or not, this is going to end up being. I don't have too much support in the leaving-my-child-in-the-care-of-someone-else-for-lots-of-time-while-mommy-tries-to-find-herself area, so this may take awhile. Or maybe it won't. I honestly don't know.
So, I guess I'll check back in. Hopefully having made some progress towards... something? But maybe not. I guess we'll see.
Oh yeah, I quit smoking tonight. Last smoke of the last pack and blah blah blah that I've spouted so many times before. I guess I'll let you know how that's going, as well.
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