I had a conversation with one of Zak's family members over the weekend that reminded me how completely miserable middle school is. How can anything be fun with such a lack of self-assurance? I, like most people, grew more self-assured as high school came and went. But I think in recent years some of that has dropped off the map. Not sure where it went. But I'm relearning to recognize when it's hiding, and to call upon it as needed. I've certainly never professed to have the knowledge or skill to do everything. But I am more capable than I typically allow myself to believe.
Now that I've gotten that off my chest... a lot happened during my hiatus.
*Matt visited.
*A bit of apartment redecorating happened.
*More trips to see Zak's family.
*We were given the green light to purchase a new oven (more details to come as the purchasing process begins).
*I turned 23.
*I began some PA work at a video production company.
Lots to be enthused about. Which is exactly what I have been. Perhaps it's also due to the people around me reminding me so abundantly of their love. In fact, I'm sure that has something to do with it. Thanks.



Happy Birthday (reprise)!
ReplyDeleteAnd so happy you're continuing...