Next month I turn thirty. Today I realized I am not only ok with that I am downright happy about it. That's right, I am a freak of nature. The 20's weren't so good to me, but we will get to that eventually. I have been paralyzed by my inability to do things lately. I'm upset I haven't finished my stupid bathroom reno, so I just don't do it. It's dumb. So today was different I did things. I bought paint and primer, I returned clothes, I hung up artwork I made weeks ago, basically I did things. I have always wanted a blog, I have no idea why. Today I realized it didn't have to be justified. It didn't have to match anything in my closet. It won't take up space. It's free.
So what's my MO here? Whatever I feel like. Because I can, because I want to. If I feel like talking about my quest to lose weight, or the honing of my interior decorating skills, or what I made for dinner tonight (balsamic and honey glazed chicken, I know you were wondering) I will. I hope you enjoy it, or at least have the decency to pretend to if I ever meet you. Thanks in advance for that.
