The slow one now will later be fast; As the present now will later be past.
The times they are a-changin'.
So here we are on the cusp of a new decade. I realize that I have not updated much over the past year, and so here is my final entry. It has been a great year; the entirety of which was spent with a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful man. I started my first extensive backpacking trip. Maybe next year I will finish one. I have come to share my home with not only my best friend, but additionally two angelic cats (note: angels sometimes fall) and a very nice, well-trained Asian boy named Tony. I love my cats and my sweet, kind, intelligent, reasonable, funny man. He really has lightened my life; miraculously, whilst he has challenged me to be a better person. I am excited to see what the coming decade will bring. My lease will end in March. Rob and I plan to live together. I have been looking forward to this step for a while. Perhaps I am getting ahead of myself, but I wonder how long we should wait to have children; I wonder if Rob will want teenagers running about the house while he is in his sixties. I suppose I am apprehensive to ask him because I fear that he may not want to have children, though, through careful observation, I have become sure that he does. Rob is wonderful with children. He plays without inhibition. He plays like he were a kid himself and I truly admire it. Considering the qualities I would desire in the man who would father my child or children, I cannot think of a single one which Rob is lacking. I realize that this entry has become more about Rob than about the passing year, but I suppose he has been the highlight of it. School has passed uneventfully; my grades have been good and I have remained on the Dean’s list. Work is work. One job, two jobs; it’s all the same. I enjoy most of my coworkers both at Schmizza and at the Spa (by the way, I work at Ruby’s Spa now). If it weren’t for Rob, I would probably have sold my truck and bought an old van to live in through college. Though this would have done wonders for my finances, I am much happier with a kitchen and someone to cook for. I guess the point of all this is that I am happy. I have been asked often why I have chosen this odd path, and this is my answer. I am happy with what I have and I will be pleased with wherever this path takes me. I am not trying to say that falling in love with someone twenty years your senior, adopting two cats, learning how to cook well, and studying anthropology is a fail-safe road to happiness, but it has worked pretty well for me thus far. To a new and exciting decade: Cheers!
So here we are on the cusp of a new decade. I realize that I have not updated much over the past year, and so here is my final entry. It has been a great year; the entirety of which was spent with a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful man. I started my first extensive backpacking trip. Maybe next year I will finish one. I have come to share my home with not only my best friend, but additionally two angelic cats (note: angels sometimes fall) and a very nice, well-trained Asian boy named Tony. I love my cats and my sweet, kind, intelligent, reasonable, funny man. He really has lightened my life; miraculously, whilst he has challenged me to be a better person. I am excited to see what the coming decade will bring. My lease will end in March. Rob and I plan to live together. I have been looking forward to this step for a while. Perhaps I am getting ahead of myself, but I wonder how long we should wait to have children; I wonder if Rob will want teenagers running about the house while he is in his sixties. I suppose I am apprehensive to ask him because I fear that he may not want to have children, though, through careful observation, I have become sure that he does. Rob is wonderful with children. He plays without inhibition. He plays like he were a kid himself and I truly admire it. Considering the qualities I would desire in the man who would father my child or children, I cannot think of a single one which Rob is lacking. I realize that this entry has become more about Rob than about the passing year, but I suppose he has been the highlight of it. School has passed uneventfully; my grades have been good and I have remained on the Dean’s list. Work is work. One job, two jobs; it’s all the same. I enjoy most of my coworkers both at Schmizza and at the Spa (by the way, I work at Ruby’s Spa now). If it weren’t for Rob, I would probably have sold my truck and bought an old van to live in through college. Though this would have done wonders for my finances, I am much happier with a kitchen and someone to cook for. I guess the point of all this is that I am happy. I have been asked often why I have chosen this odd path, and this is my answer. I am happy with what I have and I will be pleased with wherever this path takes me. I am not trying to say that falling in love with someone twenty years your senior, adopting two cats, learning how to cook well, and studying anthropology is a fail-safe road to happiness, but it has worked pretty well for me thus far. To a new and exciting decade: Cheers!