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Categories: Life

10 Things I Loved in February

Happy last day of February! I can’t believe how fast this month zipped by. I felt very overwhelmed for much of the month, and I’m waiting for a time when my life will slow down and get boring again, but I’m not sure if that’s going to happen! (What happened to my plan-free weekends? Whimper.) In any event, I’m here to talk about the good things that happened in February, right? Here’s what I loved this month:

1) Pops’ successful back surgery. Early in February, Pops had surgery to take care of a bulging disc in his back. He’s been in chronic pain with it for years and he finally decided to do the surgery, even though he’s nearly 76 and there were a lot of warnings about undergoing such a major surgery at his age. But I think it just shows how much more life Pops wants to live; he doesn’t see himself slowing down anytime soon. And, thankfully, the surgery went great and he should be pain-free from here on out!

2) Helping Pops. Before Pops had his back surgery, the surgeon told us he should only need to be in the hospital for two days to recover. Well, that turned out to be a gross underestimate. He wound up staying in the hospital for more than two weeks, eleven of those days in a rehab facility. He was in a ton of pain following his surgery, and it was hard to see my usually strong and fearless Pops in such pain. He was also having trouble walking, due to the pain, but once he got to the rehab facility, things started progressing much faster since he was able to do more physical therapy. (He looked forward to his PT sessions and gladly completed any exercises they asked of him. He’s a badass, my Pops.) I tried to spend as much time as I could with Pops, knowing that he would need his family supporting him more than ever before. He was the one who took care of Grandma during all of her cancer battles – from shuffling her to chemo appointments to cleaning around the house – and I was grateful I was able to give back to him in this small way. At the end of the day, I just wanted him to know that even though Grandma is gone, he’s not alone and we’ll be there for him whenever he needs us.

3) Buying myself fresh flowers. After a brief hiatus from buying fresh flowers, I started doing so again this month just to give my home a little sprucing up. One week, I got myself some orange tulips, and another week, I went for sunflowers. There’s just something so nice about having a vase full of flowers to greet me every time I walk through the door.

4) Getting my taxes done. Taxes are filed and my return was accepted by the IRS! Woohoo! I’m also getting a nice, ole refund, which will be solely used to pay off my credit card. (Christmas + my birthday cruise + vet bills = a hit to my credit card.) I used H&R Block to file my taxes because I wasn’t sure how to appropriately declare freelance earnings (I didn’t make a crazy amount of money freelancing last year, but it was enough that I needed to report it.) I am used to using the free TurboTax system to file my taxes, so paying $275 for H&R Block was… unpleasant… but better to shell out some money and make sure they are done right, you know? Plus, the service I received from H&R Block was outstanding. They were so friendly and accommodating and didn’t make me feel like a total dunce. And look at what my tax specialist wrote on my packet! How sweet!

5) Pod Save America. This podcast is saving my life right now. If you haven’t heard of it, it’s four former Obama staffers who talk about what’s going on in politics and how to stay sane when the world has gone to shit. I have developed a ridiculous crush on Jon Lovett and find their ad spots to be hilarious (“Let’s say you sold your soul to the devil and are having trouble looking yourself in the mirror…”). Give it a listen if you’re having trouble finding hope in Trump’s America.

6) Amazon Prime. I signed up for Amazon Prime back in December, but only really used it to order Christmas presents and get that fab, two-day delivery. I didn’t use it again until this month and realized how joyous it is to run out of something I use often, order it through Amazon from the comfort of my home, and have it delivered to me within two days. No more rushing out to Target! It’s well worth the $11 a month. (Plus, free Kindle books! I downloaded 1984 for free last week!)

7) Mini golfing with book club. This year, my book club (which, really, I should just call it “my friends” because we are truly so much more than your average women’s book club) decided to think outside the box when it comes to our meetings and try new things. In February, we met for breakfast at a cute coffee shop down by the beach and then played a game of mini golf. I love mini golfing. It is one of my favorite activities and I don’t do it nearly enough. I ended up tying with my friend L., and came in second place. Woohoo! It was such a fun afternoon with some of my favorite ladies.

8) Dominic’s 2nd birthday party. My little nephew Dominic turned 2 years old this month and we celebrated with a get-together at a local park. The theme was Mickey Mouse, since he’s obsessed with him, and one of my SIL’s friends made this adorable “photobooth” to take pictures with. The bright spot of the party was that Pops was able to come and spend time with the family. It was so nice to see him up and about!

9) Resistance meetings. I’m part of a group of women who are active in the resistance efforts and we had our first meeting since the inauguration early in February. It was a large group of 12 women and as we went around the room introducing ourselves and saying the issue we are most concerned with, it was frightening that we each had a different, huge issue that was scaring us (for me, it was the potential of censorship of the media). We talked about how we can get involved and started writing postcards to our congresspeople. My friend, A., drove me home after the meeting and we spent the 25-minute drive venting about politics, so it was a healing night on all accounts.

10) Lady dates. My former roommate, B., and I have maintained our weekly “lady date night” ritual since our moves back in September. It was definitely a lot easier to coordinate our date nights when we lived together, but we still make it work! This month, we had dinner at one of our favorite South Tampa restaurants, Bella’s Italian Cafe; went for pedicures and then had pizookies at BJ’s Brewhouse; and enjoyed happy hour drinks and disgustingly good burgers at Doc B’s.

Goals for February

I set a few goals in February, my biggest one being not eating pizza for the entire month. While I did end up eating pizza once, it was a celebratory dinner where my mom picked up a pizza for Pops once he was out of the rehab facility. (Pops was not a fan of the food in there, haha!) I ate a few slices with him and don’t consider my pizza fast a fail. Life happens, you know? It’s the only time I ate it and mostly, I felt really good about not eating pizza and don’t even crave it. I’m sure I’ll eat pizza again, but I’m also feeling good about being very selective about when I do eat it. For my other goals, I finally finished updating my “Work With Me” page and added a “Portfolio” page to my blog. I didn’t adhere to my 9:30 bedtime, work out three times a week, or write 10,000 words in my novel. What can I say? Life was crazier than normal in February!

Here’s what I hope to accomplish in March:

  • Join a gym. It’s time to finally bite the bullet and join a gym. I am more than ready for this.
  • Go to bed at 9:30pm. Seriously, Steph. Do it! You will feel so much better!
  • No more Starbucks breakfast. The unhealthy eating habit I’m trying to kick in March will be Starbucks breakfast. (I’m cutting out one unhealthy eating habit per month and seeing how it makes me feel. January was fast food, February was pizza.) Typically, I like to get a Frappuccino and a sausage, egg, and cheese breakfast sandwich, and I get this combo 1-2 times a week. (It’s basically an entire day’s worth of calories in one sitting.) I can’t completely cut out Starbucks, since it’s where my writing partner and I meet for our writing dates, but I’m going to make sure I eat breakfast at home beforehand and order a simple iced coffee when I’m there.

What were some of the highlights of February for you?

Categories: Life

10 Things I Loved in January

I don’t know how to cleanly wrap up this first month of 2017. It started out fine, but then you-know-who was inaugurated and everything went to hell. Anxiety and panic attacks and sleepless nights have become the norm for me in the past week, and I’m having to take breaks from social media from time to time for my mental sanity. We knew these four years were going to be a battle, but damn. Anybody else missing Obama (or hell, Bush?!) something fierce?

In any event, my post today is about the positives of January, not the negatives. It’s so easy to get bogged down in negativity, especially now, which is why I want to bring this series back for 2017. I want to force myself to name 10 positive things that happened over my month. It was easy to come up with this list, so I can only hope it remains that way.

Here’s what I loved in January:

1) Participating in the largest protest in U.S. history.

What can I say about the Women’s March St. Pete that I haven’t already said? It was a historic moment and I’m so glad I was a part of it. And also very glad a local blog friend told me I could ride with her and her family to the event, which is the only reason I was able to go without falling apart from anxiety! (Thank you, April!) It was kind of a spur-of-the-moment decision to go, as we began making plans the day before the march, which is so not my M.O. But I also realized it was important to attend and I knew I wanted to be there, surrounded by other like-minded individuals.

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2) Getting my writing published on Thought Catalog – multiple times!

I am so grateful for the opportunity to have my writing published on Thought Catalog. After my original post on social anxiety was published (and received great feedback), some of my other blog posts were featured on the site. It’s really thrilling to have my writing on such a popular website and it’s helping me to truly live out my theme word of the year, expose.

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3) Taking long walks.

I haven’t been able to figure out how to fit in more intense workouts with my schedule lately, but what I have been doing is taking a few loops around my apartment community a few times a week. It’s nearly 2 miles when I walk it three times around and it takes me a little less than 40 minutes (I’m a slow walker!). It’s not high intensity exercise and I probably should be doing more for my workouts, but man, I really enjoy just getting out into the fresh air after a day of working inside and taking a long walk while listening to a podcast or audiobook. It’s good for my soul!

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4) Bullet journaling.

For Christmas, I received a bullet journal and I’ve been using it to jot down some weekly goals and to-dos, as well as keep track of my finances. I’m probably not using my journal “correctly” and I’m definitely not doing anything fancy with it. It’s mostly just a checklist of to-dos! Who knows if I’ll stick with it, but I’m enjoying it for now!

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5) Lunch with Pops.

Earlier in January, I met my mom and grandpa (affectionately called Pops) for lunch at a steakhouse. It was an impromptu decision and I could tell how much it made his day to be asked to go out to lunch. It’s the little things, sometimes, that can make the biggest impact.

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6) Putting together my bookshelf.

I bought a small bookshelf from Wal-Mart early in the month and while putting it together was rather frustrating (I am so not the builder type), I managed to get it together and now have a space for some of my books and other knick-knacks. Every time I come into my room and see it, it makes me happy. Yay!

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7) Seeing the movies Jackie and Hidden Figures.

Both of the movies I saw this month were about events that happened in the early 1960s, so that’s interesting and a bit timely for what’s going on in the U.S. right now. I cried silently during the entirety of Jackie, which gave a glimpse of what Jackie Kennedy went through in the seconds, hours, days, and weeks after her husband John F. Kennedy was assassinated. I thought the cinematography was brilliant, and that’s not something I usually even notice in films. And Hidden Figures was another fantastic movie. I laughed and cried and felt better about the world after watching that movie. The casting was perfect and I’d rewatch it in a heartbeat.

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8) A pedicure and froyo date with my mom.

After the Women’s March, I met up with my mom to get a pedicure (and, oh believe me, it felt sensational after being on my feet all day!) and then have froyo. I talked to her about the march and I’m really grateful that she let me talk about it, even though she isn’t all that interested in politics. It was great to reflect on the march with her.

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9) A new laptop.

My faithful Toshiba laptop finally died on me last week. I had settled in for a day working from home, turned on the computer, and after loading for 30 seconds, it shut down. I tried reviving it again and again and again with a slew of tactics, but nothing worked. It meant a) I had to go into the office on a day I was hoping to work from my bed in yoga pants and b) I had to invest in a new computer. I knew this was going to happen sooner or later (the laptop was 5 years old and couldn’t handle Windows updates anymore), and every time I turned it on, I prayed it was still working. I like to say that even my laptop didn’t want to live in this America. 😉 Thankfully, I was able to get a new laptop – and a fancy touchscreen one at that!

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10) A proactive dermatologist.

I went in for my annual skin checkup last week. I have a whole bunch of moles all over my body and last year, I had one of them biopsied, which turned out to be benign. This year, the dermatologist seemed concerned about that same mole. Apparently, it had grown back in an odd color and she considered having it biopsied again. (And when I told her my mom had noticed the mole and thought it looked strange, she seemed to make up her mind. Mother’s intuition? Haha.) This time, she did a punch biopsy which takes a much deeper layer of skin than a typical biopsy. It also means stitches! So, yes, I left my dermatologist appointment with stitches in my back. And now my mom has to come over every other day to clean and bandage the site, since it’s in an area I can’t reach. Crazy, huh? I’m just grateful that my dermatologist is proactive and decided to retest the area just to make doubly sure it’s a benign mole. (I’ll find out in another week what the results are.)

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What were some of the things you loved in January?

Categories: Life

This Is What Democracy Looks Like

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I’ve never been particularly interested in politics.

Ten years ago, I was a conservative Republican who was pro-life and didn’t believe in gay rights. That’s just the way I was raised. I grew up in a strict Christian family (we were Pentecostals, which should give you a very good idea of the type of faith I was raised in) and this is what they believed in, so it’s what I believed in.

Even though I couldn’t vote in 2004, I wanted Bush to win a second term, and when he did, I was thrilled.

Mmhmm.

And then 2008 rolled around. I was 20 and it was my first election. My choices: Barack Obama, a Democrat, or John McCain, a Republican.

I voted for Obama, gladly and happily, and was over the moon excited when he won.

And then I voted for Obama for a second term, still gladly, still happily.

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But even though I voted Democrat in 2008 and 2012, I considered myself a Republican. I still considered myself pro-life. I just didn’t feel like voting based on one single issue nor did I feel like the Republican candidates fit my vision for America.

This past year, something changed. Maybe it was what happened during this election cycle when the Republican nominee was someone so vile and so repugnant that the only thing I could do was figure out where my alliances truly lie. I became engaged this time. I learned about issues and followed blogs and forums that talked about what was going on. I figured out that what I truly, actually believe, after researching and reading and opening my heart, is nothing of what the GOP stands for.

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What I am is a liberal Democrat with a passion for human rights, most especially for women and the LGBTQIA community. I’m pro-choice, which is not the same as being pro-abortion. Then again, being pro-life isn’t the same as being pro-all life. What I do believe is that women should have access to the services they need and, in some cases, that includes abortion services. What I believe is that I have zero right to tell a woman what she should do with her body. And neither does anyone else.

Can I admit that I’m a little scared to say all of that publicly? I know that’s a highly controversial opinion (at least to some people), and I am more than happy to discuss further, calmly and respectfully, with anyone who wants to send me an email.

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But back to the matter at hand.

This past Saturday, I attended the Women’s March St. Pete and it was life-changing. I feel like I’m still trying to process all of my emotions because it was such a positive, uplifting, exhilarating time. Friday felt like the beginning of the end, but Saturday gave me back hope. It made me realize how many people are ready to fight and to make their voices heard.

This past Saturday, there were marches on every single continent. (Yes, even Antarctica!) I’m not sure of the final numbers, but I do know that there were at least 3 million people marching around the world.

It was peaceful. It was encouraging. It was demanding action without violence.

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It was about showing this new administration that is going to be led by someone who has racist, misogynistic, xenophobic views that we are going to fight him every step of the way. It was to tell him that we the people believe in the rights for all… for women, for the LGBTQIA community, for immigrants, for those with disabilities.

At these marches, there were Democrats and Republicans. Christians and Muslims and Jews and atheists. Pro-lifers and pro-choicers. Women, men, kids. Liberals and conservatives. It was all of us coming together to stand together in solidarity.

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It was about human rights. That’s why we marched. And if you can’t see how this incoming administration is a threat on that, then I have nothing to say to you. At the end of the day, this march showed that this isn’t about party vs party. It’s about people who fight for human rights vs people who are threatened by those who are different. Those who don’t care about marginalized communities. Those who don’t believe rape culture exists. Those who laughed along with Trump as he joked about grabbing a woman by the pussy.

As I walked along streets I’ve known my entire life in downtown St. Petersburg, so crammed in some areas that I couldn’t move, I felt filled up. I read the signs and snapped photos. I chanted along with the crowd with my fist in the air. Show me what democracy looks like. THIS IS WHAT DEMOCRACY LOOKS LIKE.

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And, look, I get it. This is not the end. I’m not patting myself on the back for a job well done for going to a march for a few hours on a Saturday. There is still work to be done. There is a lot of work to be done. There are calls to be made, protests to attend, money to donate, organizations to volunteer with. There’s a midterm election to prepare for. This is only the beginning of what is going to be a long and tough-fought four years.

But hell. I am fired up and ready to go. This march was a life-changing experience not because I attended or because of the people who were there. It was life-changing because it taught me that women are powerful, that we’re not going to let this new administration run over us, and that political activism is more important than ever before.

I hope he’s ready for us.

Categories: Life

Sad, But Not Defeated

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to say anything about the election. I don’t really talk about politics much, especially on this blog, but I feel like I have to. Writing is how I process my emotions and, right now, my emotions are a mess. And so I write.

I’m grieving right now. Some people have compared this state of mourning that our country is in to a breakup. The kind of breakup that comes out from nowhere and takes your breath away. The kind of breakup where you thought the future was bright and happy, you had dreams for the two of you, and suddenly, all of that has been taken away. I’m grieving for the future America could have had.

I never thought I would cry over an election. But that’s what I’ve been doing for the past two days. I cried when I saw the results at 3AM Wednesday morning. I cried at work when I talked to my coworkers. I cried in my cubicle when I listened to Hillary’s concession speech… and then sobbed for a solid five minutes afterward. I cried on my way home from work. I cried reading news articles and listening to podcasts reacting to the horrific news that a racist, sexist, xenophobic, unqualified, failed businessman was voted to be the leader of our country.

I want to know when this will feel less raw. When I will feel less shocked. When everything won’t feel so hopeless.

I’m disappointed. I’m disappointed in my family members who voted for hate. I’m disappointed in my state that voted blue in the last two elections, but red in this one. I’m disappointed in protest voters in swing states, who would rather take the chance of hate winning than vote for Hillary. I’m disappointed in the 47% of eligible voters who didn’t show up on Tuesday. I’m disappointed that 25% of the voting population believed in Trump’s message.

I was and am an ardent Hillary supporter. She has her faults, for sure, but so does everyone. But I am so goddamn proud of this woman. She put up with more shit than any other presidential candidate has had to deal with. She had to run against a joke of a presidential candidate, and she handled it all with class, beauty, and grace. She has a backbone of steel. She is a woman to aspire to be. I am sad she is not our president. I really wanted her to be our president. She was the most qualified candidate to ever run for president, and she lost to the most unqualified candidate to ever run for president. That sickens me.

But let me be clear: I am not upset because a Republican won. I am upset because hate won. I am upset that someone who ran on a platform of bigotry and hate, someone who thinks sexual assault is a joke, won. I am upset that he won. If it had been Cruz or Rubio or Kasich or, hell, even Jeb, I wouldn’t be excited, but I also wouldn’t be scared.

And that’s what this comes down to. We are afraid of our president-elect. People are fearful of what he might do, based on what he said during his campaign, based on his actions and the actions of his supporters. And that is not okay. We should not be afraid of our president. That’s not democracy, that’s dictatorship.

That’s not the America I want to live in. That’s not the America we should be living in. Not in 2016. Not after so much progress has been made.

I’m allowing myself these feelings of grief and sadness, no matter how many people tell me I’m being melodramatic or that I need to “pull myself together.” I’m letting myself mourn as long as I need to because we are living in our worst-case scenario.

But soon, when I’m ready, I’m going to start fighting. Because hate will not win. Hate will not defeat us.

We can let this empower us to take action. To advocate for those who are in fear of their rights being taken away. To be kind, to be tolerant, to listen. Start with this list to find the different organizations to donate to and volunteer with.

I’ll end with the Bible verse that Hillary quoted in her concession speech: “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.” (Galatians 6:9)

Let us not give up. Let us fight. Nasty women, let’s fight.

Categories: Life

On September

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Hello, hello, hello!

Oh, it feels so good to be back online. My time away from the internet was lovely, but I really missed this space. What these breaks really solidify for me, more than anything else, is how much I love this little blog of mine. I missed writing and connecting. I missed brainstorming about blog ideas. I missed opening up and speaking my truth. I’m so excited to dive back into blogging.

I didn’t miss social media as much as blogging. I never do, really. Social media is so noisy and I loved how much quieter my mind was without it. I only really missed social media when I was waiting in line for coffee or on a walk with Dutch. Those little moments of downtime when I just wanted to occupy my mind with something brainless. It’s really rather strange to be waiting for something and just… sit there while you wait. Quietly. Without opening up a social media app.

In any event, the break was good for me and I am so, so happy to be back. I have so many blog post ideas running through my head and I’m excited to get back to writing.

So, let’s talk about September and what I’ve been up to:

Hurricane Hermine

In the days leading up to moving weekend, a tropical storm started brewing in the Gulf of Mexico. The Tampa Bay Area wasn’t supposed to get hit, but we were predicted to get tons of rainfall due to the outer bands. The tropical storm soon developed into a Category 1 hurricane and I have to believe whomever named this hurricane has beef with Harry Potter. But whatever. My work closed early on the Thursday before my move, as well as closed completely on Friday, as a safety precaution. Thankfully, we didn’t get too much rainfall, for which I am very grateful.

A seamless move

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I am happy to report that my move to my new apartment was as seamless as it could be! I did my moving in bits and pieces. I got my keys on a Friday and then moved the majority of my boxes on Saturday and my furniture on Sunday. (Well, my brother moved in my furniture. I just rented the U-Haul and tried to stay out of his way.) It was a physically demanding move due to all the back and forth of moving boxes into my car from my second-floor apartment, and I am so glad it’s over. I think I’ll stay put for three years at least, just because I hate the process of moving.

An easy transition

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It was well documented that I was worried about how I would handle the transition to living alone, emotionally. Change, especially physical change, is really super duper hard on me. When I moved into the dorms as a freshman in college, I was severely homesick for the entire nine months I lived on campus, so much so that I went home every weekend. I also struggled pretty awfully last year when I moved in with Roomie. So, I figured I would also have a hard time with this move and prepared myself for that as much as I could. Well, for reasons I still don’t understand, aside from a rough first night in the apartment, I transitioned pretty smoothly. By my second night, I was feeling pretty good and didn’t have any feelings of anxiety or fear about my new living situation. Mostly, I was just excited about the fact that I get to have my own space and reap all the benefits of living alone.

Cutting cable

I love TV. A lot. My old roommate was actually impressed at how full I could get our DVR during the busy TV season. But when I moved, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to have cable and a DVR because it’s just too expensive for one person. (I was quoted around $160 for cable/DVR/Internet, yikes.) Instead, I opted for an Internet-only package and told myself I would have to learn to live without cable. And truthfully, it’s been pretty easy to live without it! I have Netflix and have toyed with the idea of adding on Hulu Plus or Amazon Prime (but haven’t felt the need for either just yet). I have a digital antenna so I can watch broadcast channels as needed. And it just feels good to cut the cable cord. I used to feel so much guilt if I wasn’t caught up on certain shows and I’ve never been one to sit down and binge on TV all day. It feels good to not have my full DVR mocking me every time I turn on my TV.

All of the birthdays

September is a month that is filled with birthdays. My brother turned 30 and it’s just weird that we are in this stage of life now. Solidly adults. He’s got a wife and two kids; I’ve got a dog. We are definitely not kids anymore, though we still like to bicker like we are. 🙂 My nephew turned 8 and that’s also weird. He’s solidly a kid now. He’s reading and writing and can even play games like Trivial Pursuit (the kid’s version, of course). It’s wild. My stepdad and a few of my friends also celebrated birthdays, so it was quite the month!

Odds and ends

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Other happenings in September: I read a ton of books, 12 in total, most of which were romance. I put in a lot of hours freelancing, finishing up some website content for two clients and signing on a brand-new client for regular monthly content. I decided to embrace a bold bang cut and I go back and forth on whether or not I love it immensely or just completely hate it. And Dutch is doing well. He loves his new home, most especially because he has so much grass to sniff and jump around in.

September was good to me, it was so good to me. I thought the transition to living alone would be hard, but it’s been exactly the opposite. If anything, it’s showed me how ready I was for this next phase of my life and how much I love being alone. It’s truly a sensational feeling.

Catch me up on YOUR lives! What’s been going on?

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