Tired.

I’m not afraid to admit that I’ve spent all of today in my pajamas. I had huge aspirations for yoga and/or a gentle run, but the softness of my robe was just too comfy to say no to. So, I got out of bed at 10 am, showered, got right back into my PJs, and settled onto the couch with the TV on E! for a good afternoon of fruit, leftover pizza, and homemade espresso.

It has been bliss. And probably the first day that I’ve had completely to myself since I moved in May.

A lot has changed since then. I’ve got a big ‘ole rock on my left hand, I’ve got my own apartment (with my own washer and dryer!…basically, this girl’s dream since living on my own), and I’ve starting working 2 jobs on top of school in an attempt to make ends meet.

Yeah. A lot has changed.

Despite the fact that I technically “moved” away from this blog, I never could bring myself to delete it and I ended up deciding that it was on this blog that I would start writing again. Reading through some of my older posts are somewhat painful for me and it’s easier to just pretend that none of it ever happened…but I’ve gotten into the habit of just running away when times get bumpy instead of settling in for the long haul.

So here I am, exhausted to the core, but so extraordinarily happy. I’ve got my own subscription to Southern Living, a “boring” engaged life, a messy apartment, and more work than I care to think about. But life could not be better.