Grown-up Stuff is Scary

So it turns out buying a house is absolutely terrifying. I mean, incredibly exciting, and exhilarating, but also terrifying and an incredibly emotional thing. I wasn’t prepared for the roller-coaster.  But, hey! I bought a house! Now, to pack. And do schoolwork. And work. And meetings. And gym. At least I can’t say I’m bored.

Long weekends make me wish that I never had to go back to work.

Why do cats wait until dark and quiet to completely terrorize each other?

It turns out I was posting in another blog for a more specific purpose but I didn’t have it listed on my profile so all the traffic was coming here. And I thought it was a mistake with the tracking on the site. Clearly an operator error.

Corn on the cob – how is it so delicious? Of all the stereotypes I fit into regarding the Midwest, loving corn on the cob is at the top of the list.

How many times does it take spilling coffee out of a new mug before realizing how to drink it appropriately? Apparently at least 3 times for me.

How far away does a storm have to be to see constant lightning and hear no rumbling of thunder that follows? I am fascinated by nature.

I keep thinking it’s Monday. It is not Monday.

I bought a house!

Adulting? Mostly.

This week I:

  • Started a novel
  • Went on a 1st date
  • Hit the gym hard
  • Got a massage
  • Got asked on a 2nd date
  • Lowered my car insurance (this is a huge deal)
  • Had a lunch date with my mom
  • Vaccuumed
  • Got groceries (still delivery, let’s not get too excited)
  • Made it to work early every day
  • Actually wore lipstick to work
  • Made my bed every day
  • Finished said novel
  • Didn’t forget one coffee date or appointment
  • Packed food every day for work
  • Started a second novel

This week I did not:

  • Do laundry
  • Unload the dishwasher
  • Get my oil changed
  • Make it to the gym as often as I would have liked
  • stop listening to Imagine Dragons (I know I’m behind the times)

Success?