california dreamin'
wasn't that a cheesy, saturday morning, saved by the bell knock off? maybe it was california dreams or something... anyway.
i can't wait. my birthday is like 2 months away, but i'm still a little kid. i haven't ever really liked the actual day - i generally discourage folks from recognizing it, but i still start the count-down about 3 months in advance. it seems like i just had a birthday, though. this year has both flown and simultaneously crawled by. strange, isn't it? yet again, my parents were right. the older i get, the faster time slips away. (slide, slide, slippity slide...)
anywho - on top of finally finding a place to live, which in itself feels like an early birthday present, i will also be purchasing myself a ball-winder & peradventure a pair of white roller skates. although, the list is continually growing. i never really know what i want on gift-type holidays (yes, my birthday is a holiday), but this year i really am like a 4 year old in toys-r-us. my parents are fixing up my bicycle for me, my lover is getting us matching watches (shut up - i think its cute.), and the roommate is giving me her sewing machine - even though she doesn't know it yet. and BFF beat them all. <3 . can't wait.
i am broke, also. but content. i had too much - the purging of unnecessary items has been very... freeing. i now have what i need & am not holding on to things that i don't. (i.e. favorite shirt from 10th grade that will never fit ever again, half-finished projects i'm no longer interested in, 800 coloring books, and literally, this is not a joke: my favorite pencil from 3rd grade that has never been re-sharpened because i didn't want to ruin the design.) letting go of the pack-rat in me was not easy, nor am i implying that i'm done. i am still holding on to a few things that should go, but i'm getting there...
friday the 13th. moving day. no beer, no cigarettes, no cursing, no fun. lots of parental activity. jesus help me.
happy hump day, love bugs!!!
i can't wait. my birthday is like 2 months away, but i'm still a little kid. i haven't ever really liked the actual day - i generally discourage folks from recognizing it, but i still start the count-down about 3 months in advance. it seems like i just had a birthday, though. this year has both flown and simultaneously crawled by. strange, isn't it? yet again, my parents were right. the older i get, the faster time slips away. (slide, slide, slippity slide...)
anywho - on top of finally finding a place to live, which in itself feels like an early birthday present, i will also be purchasing myself a ball-winder & peradventure a pair of white roller skates. although, the list is continually growing. i never really know what i want on gift-type holidays (yes, my birthday is a holiday), but this year i really am like a 4 year old in toys-r-us. my parents are fixing up my bicycle for me, my lover is getting us matching watches (shut up - i think its cute.), and the roommate is giving me her sewing machine - even though she doesn't know it yet. and BFF beat them all. <3 . can't wait.
i am broke, also. but content. i had too much - the purging of unnecessary items has been very... freeing. i now have what i need & am not holding on to things that i don't. (i.e. favorite shirt from 10th grade that will never fit ever again, half-finished projects i'm no longer interested in, 800 coloring books, and literally, this is not a joke: my favorite pencil from 3rd grade that has never been re-sharpened because i didn't want to ruin the design.) letting go of the pack-rat in me was not easy, nor am i implying that i'm done. i am still holding on to a few things that should go, but i'm getting there...
friday the 13th. moving day. no beer, no cigarettes, no cursing, no fun. lots of parental activity. jesus help me.
happy hump day, love bugs!!!