I can’t believe I’m saying this but I might reactivate my Facebook. It’s almost been a year without it but I kind of miss the chatter of seeing what other people are up to.
I’ll have to do a massive purge of not-quite-acquaintances and a huge number of photos from undergrad and one truly horrible picture my sister put up of me when I was 12 that was the final straw on the day I deactivated. I’m looking at you 30yearsold-lifeconfessions.
Have any of you walked away from Facebook and gone back? Is it a toxic friend you were better off without?
I don’t know if these are mood swings based on mirena that I’m still getting used to but I don’t like it.
I’ve been very short and 1000% done with things I would have tolerated.
I actually like my personality, damn it. Come back.
I just want to thank my cardigan, black tank top, and security badge for masking the baked beans I dropped on myself at lunch.
I kind of wish I hadn’t signed up for this half marathon in May.
I’m actually really enjoying my 2-3 mile runs. However, I’m feeling the pressure of wanting to do well sneaking up on me and it’s stressful because I know that I’m really going to struggle with thirteen.
On the other hand, I’ve been running for six months now. I never thought I would be the person who said she likes running on purpose. This time last year I tried running around the block once and decided running was for other people.
I think my favorite part of being married is getting to introduce him to things. I worked in a concert amphitheater in college and loved it. I’ll take an amphitheater over a concert hall almost every time.
I said I was excited to move three hours closer to Red Rocks in Colorado and we could take a long weekend and see someone awesome live. He had never heard of it and has been plowing through live performances on YouTube for almost an hour.