Memory Lane
< lj rant >
I've been pondering the past a lot lately. It's funny that I choose now to do that given how much of my life involves the future. I wish I could cruise down memory lane without getting pissed off, but apparently I can't. I mean, I definitely smile when I read about nights spent drinking and debauching with joey or read entries from when I first met my dear husband. But I've been spending entirely too much time getting angry reading about things I wish had been different. Then again, if things had been different I probably wouldn't be where I am now and that would be sad. I happen to like where I am. I don't know why I am posting this, exactly, except maybe that I needed to rant about reading old lj entries and I thought that lj would be the best place to do so. Maybe I'll make another post secret for just myself so I can be a little more frank about what is making me so mad. Hopefully if I vent I can stop feeling like this. There's no point in feeling like this.
< /lj rant >
In other news:
Teaching is good. Tiring, but good.
I'm one of the coaches of the JV Girls basketball team at school. It's awesome.
My mom is engaged and moving out of her house in Spofford. She got a job teaching full time in New York and is moving in with her boyfriend. I'm really happy for her.
I myself also have some happy news.
I was in Boston last weekend to see the Boston Symphony Orchestra perform Mozart and Hayden. It was great. Unfortunately Becky convinced me to wear non-warm clothing ("Oh you look so nice in that skirt! You never wear skirts!") and I suffered in the freezing temperatures. We stayed in a studio apartpent that was rented by the night and was cheaper than a hotel. It was really nice. Got to see Dr. Dufrau and Andrei and Joey and some fashion at the MFA.
It's almost the weekend and I can't wait.
My sister's in Spain and I miss her.
Peace out.
I've been pondering the past a lot lately. It's funny that I choose now to do that given how much of my life involves the future. I wish I could cruise down memory lane without getting pissed off, but apparently I can't. I mean, I definitely smile when I read about nights spent drinking and debauching with joey or read entries from when I first met my dear husband. But I've been spending entirely too much time getting angry reading about things I wish had been different. Then again, if things had been different I probably wouldn't be where I am now and that would be sad. I happen to like where I am. I don't know why I am posting this, exactly, except maybe that I needed to rant about reading old lj entries and I thought that lj would be the best place to do so. Maybe I'll make another post secret for just myself so I can be a little more frank about what is making me so mad. Hopefully if I vent I can stop feeling like this. There's no point in feeling like this.
< /lj rant >
In other news:
Teaching is good. Tiring, but good.
I'm one of the coaches of the JV Girls basketball team at school. It's awesome.
My mom is engaged and moving out of her house in Spofford. She got a job teaching full time in New York and is moving in with her boyfriend. I'm really happy for her.
I myself also have some happy news.
I was in Boston last weekend to see the Boston Symphony Orchestra perform Mozart and Hayden. It was great. Unfortunately Becky convinced me to wear non-warm clothing ("Oh you look so nice in that skirt! You never wear skirts!") and I suffered in the freezing temperatures. We stayed in a studio apartpent that was rented by the night and was cheaper than a hotel. It was really nice. Got to see Dr. Dufrau and Andrei and Joey and some fashion at the MFA.
It's almost the weekend and I can't wait.
My sister's in Spain and I miss her.
Peace out.