I actually felt hopeful when I walked back from the gym today. Thirty-five minutes on the elliptical seems to be the perfect workout time to get the happy-chemicals flowing.
And I was thinking, you know? I'm going to be okay. It's going to be tough to get a job, but I'll get one. It might not be all brie and wine and backrubs when Jim and I first move in together, but we'll work on it. I voted and I really, really hope the school levy in my hometown passes. And if I eat a shit ton of Reese's Pieces this weekend, then so be it. I will not be a worse person because of it.
It also helped that today was a fracking gorgeous Indian summer day. It's colder now, but I'm going to brave it in my flapper dress. We'll see how that goes.
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I love those types of days when you feel optimistic and okay. It gives such a sense of relief.
It looks like you have a lot you're thinking about, and all I can say is to take it one at a time.
By the way, I skimmed a book recently called The Twentysomething Manifesto. It's similar to the Quarterlife Crisis books but more detail.
I'm so glad you had a GOOD day....they seem to be so elusive during times in our lives, don't they?
Small victories count, too, you know.
you used BSG slang in your blog. You have risen to a new level of geekdom. What's next WOW? ;)
can you show us a picture of your dress?
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