Yes I am alive
I was recently reminded by my other half that it had been quite alot of time since I last posted on my LJ. So I thought I would take a quick moment to do so.
Right now I am in the process of moving again. Though it is by our choice for better living accomodations I still find it depressing. I see how small my life really is and how easily packed away. Also, all that bare, empty space that remains as I pack everything up. Plus, you leave behind a chapter of your life that you are familiar with good and bad for something new and unknown, exciting yes and depressing as well. Plus, I just restarted school in order to change my career so trying to do the full time school thing along with the move thing is daunting. Especially since I am doing at all alone since my other half works out of the city for 4 of the 5 work days so he is unable to do much on that end but he is also the major breadwinner right now and without his hardwork this would simply not have been possible at all.
A good friend of mine just got married recently in a civil ceremony. I like her husband he is a lovely Englishman and is quite nice and funny and seems to make her happy. Also a friend from my past recently contacted me to reestablish communication. She is happily married to my ex and I wish them happiness.
I guess it is because my life is in such a state of chaos and upheaval that I also feel a bit down as well. It seems like certain things are changing so quickly while others seem to never be likely to change. I am just so done with this move and I still actually have to finish packing (mostly communal kitchen and livingroom stuff and as well as give assistance to my other half) and do the actual move this weekend. My poor cats are going to be so pissed. One will hide behind a toilet for upto 3 days- what a twit cuz then I have to bathe him.
For those who haven't seen me in awhile I still look the same, average height, chubby, but my hair has changed. It is short and medium reddish brown not my natural platinum blond. I had recently kept my natural color for a bit but living in the South OC with a huge amount of fake bake peroxide Barbies makes me avoid my natural hue. It is boring because it is so light, my skin is so light and my eyes are so light I feel like a ghost.
So since I might be lazy about posting - Happy Halloween, Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, Happy Solstice, Happy Equinox, Happy Kwanzaa, Happy Hannakah, Happy New Years, etc...
Right now I am in the process of moving again. Though it is by our choice for better living accomodations I still find it depressing. I see how small my life really is and how easily packed away. Also, all that bare, empty space that remains as I pack everything up. Plus, you leave behind a chapter of your life that you are familiar with good and bad for something new and unknown, exciting yes and depressing as well. Plus, I just restarted school in order to change my career so trying to do the full time school thing along with the move thing is daunting. Especially since I am doing at all alone since my other half works out of the city for 4 of the 5 work days so he is unable to do much on that end but he is also the major breadwinner right now and without his hardwork this would simply not have been possible at all.
A good friend of mine just got married recently in a civil ceremony. I like her husband he is a lovely Englishman and is quite nice and funny and seems to make her happy. Also a friend from my past recently contacted me to reestablish communication. She is happily married to my ex and I wish them happiness.
I guess it is because my life is in such a state of chaos and upheaval that I also feel a bit down as well. It seems like certain things are changing so quickly while others seem to never be likely to change. I am just so done with this move and I still actually have to finish packing (mostly communal kitchen and livingroom stuff and as well as give assistance to my other half) and do the actual move this weekend. My poor cats are going to be so pissed. One will hide behind a toilet for upto 3 days- what a twit cuz then I have to bathe him.
For those who haven't seen me in awhile I still look the same, average height, chubby, but my hair has changed. It is short and medium reddish brown not my natural platinum blond. I had recently kept my natural color for a bit but living in the South OC with a huge amount of fake bake peroxide Barbies makes me avoid my natural hue. It is boring because it is so light, my skin is so light and my eyes are so light I feel like a ghost.
So since I might be lazy about posting - Happy Halloween, Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, Happy Solstice, Happy Equinox, Happy Kwanzaa, Happy Hannakah, Happy New Years, etc...