Now, is the time where I start worrying about shit I need to do that I haven't done yet. Cry over my lost youth and about how I am, "Nowhere near where I thought I would be at 28." Only for maybe the first week, though. Then I will cope, dust myself off and go back to the wonderful world of adulthood.
Shit, up to this point, has been a challenge. Nothing like a 4 year old to remind you that you aren't as young as you thought you were...or that you're fat, your boobs are big and that you are just overall old and lumpy. That's okay, because I already knew those things about myself, but I still have years and YEARS to gather ammunition to use against her. It will be glorious.
Many things have changed since I started this little blog.
- Moved at least 5 times
- Got divorced
- Coped with divorce
- Got a job
- Drank A LOT
- Dated/Bedded a couple of douche bags
- Realized the error of my ways
- Stopped drinking as much
- Got a boyfriend
- Lost said job
- Lost a ton of friends because people are shady as fuck
- Moved on with my life
I'll still dream and make plans for more awesome things to come. I have high hopes for 28.