About time we got that last post of the top eh? Other than my brief visit to the land of the food intolerant, I've been having a simply lovely convalescence. I thought I was going to blog all the time while I was stuck in bed, I thought I would have nothing to do except fill the internets will my pearls of wisdom. But instead my life got weirdly busy. A huge part of it was my fantastic friends who came around to keep me company. I think they must have set up a schedule: "Ok, I'll go on Monday and laugh at her bionic woman jokes and you go Tuesday and pretend you think her brace looks sporty too!" which was quite awesome. On top of that they kept leaving me with stuff to do. I'll tell you right now...need new books to read? Craving something good to eat? Perhaps you've noticed a lack of flowers in your life? GET INJURED! People are way nice to you when you're an invalid. Or maybe I should say more specifically that MY people are way nice to you when you're an invalid. Seriously though, I'm set for books until March I think. Good times.
Besides those delightful distractions I had other things to attend to. Life continues to go on even when your in the middle of a sick day. Or month. I have all these Life Decisions to make. You know. The capitalized kind. The kind that really determine your future and junk. Which is actually probably the real reason I haven't been writing much, now and before. I've been in this weird period of limbo since I graduated college where twice the plans I made ended up falling through at the last second. And while I don't necessarily feel bad about the way things went in either case, it doesn't change the fact that I'm still at square one. I still have to decide what I'm going to do this year, and for the rest of my life for that matter. I'm a girl who likes having a plan, and I feel weird that I don't have one fully formed right now.
Liz has me inspired at the moment, with her Year Of Living the Ideal Life. I guess my goal for the moment is to figure out what exactly my dream is that I need to be living. Girl band maybe? Who knows?
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I going to toot my own horn here and say that I have excellent tamborine skills, if you're looking to fill the roster of your girl band. I learned them from watching too many episodes of the Monkees. Davy Jones was an inspiration!
I'm in for the band, too! I was in an all girl band in High School. We called ourselves "SHE." Very feministy, if I do say so myself.
Sadly, it was shortlived. But, the dream still lives on...
On a more serious note, it's scary and amazing to think that choices you make now can determine the direction of your life.
Big choices=Big consequences.
(Not that this helps you any. But, I just wanted to say that you're not alone in this.)
I think you would be the perfect addition to the band Loyal and I are already working on actually, Hannah. We need confidence, spunk, and a disregard of peer pressure!
Ladies, I believe we have ourselves a group! I say we combine ideas and be the SHEmonkees. Will that run us into copyright issues? I don't think it will really matter when we're filthy rich now will it?
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