So I just got back from my trip to Philly. I got to go back for the company holiday party. I was only there for two nights, but man did I need that quick trip to realize that I made the best decision. Yes, once again.
Maybe it was because I had that panging feeling for my dog. Don’t judge me. If you have a dog, and you are a dog person you will understand. But people there are just so different. Not easy going, always in a rush, bitter about life. Well not everyone. Not my co-workers (well some of them were), or my friends. But strangers.
I’ve also sort of realized that I’m starting to become my old self again. I’ve made changes in my life and I’m seeing the reflections – is that the real word to use? Maybe I don’t know. But I am making it more of an effort to focus on the good things in life. I am having fun. Why keep things around that just depress me. I’ve surrounded myself with positive people. Steph, girl Alex, Larz, Liam, Chris, Sammy, Heather. And in doing that, I’ve met more positive people. Abby, Andrew, Kimmy….life is good. I just needed to finally tell myself not to care about ME.
I’m definitely going home for Christmas this year. I just need to save up like woah. But I’ll make it happen. I am sure of it. Only two weeks, but one of the things on my list of reasons to make sure I moved out here was to make sure that I would be able to go back home at least once a year. This is going to be the first year…after almost a decade. Next year I’ll go home at a different time. Maybe over the summer…or in September for the birthdays. We’ll see. Either way I am excited. I want to make it a surprise. Well the siblings will know, but I want to surprise my mom.
Bought a “Best Hikes With Dogs” book for Colorado. I’m looking through and I want to see if there is a fairly easy one to go on this weekend sometime. The last one I went on with the boys and Liz two weekends ago was a ton of fun, but it was a bit too intermediate for me having that be the first hike out here of mine…nothing compared to the East Coast. I almost had an asthma attack, but I think that was due mostly to my bad smoking habit. Which I am proud to say, and note on here that I have cut back. A lot. I no longer buy myself packs. I find that it is easiest that way rather than trying to cut back slowly. If I just don’t have a pack around, I don’t have the desire to have one nearly as much. It gets hard when I drink though, that’s when I crave it most and usually when people around me have them out. But it’s only the 16th, and I’m proud of where I am 16 days in.
I want to plan a trip out to the mountains again. Snowboarding. Not this coming weekend, maybe the next? I’ll have to ask Liam, Chris and Sammy. Maybe we could do a big trip out, get Larz and Steph to come out too, but I know lift tickets aren’t exactly the cheapest thing.
Also, I love my dog. Don’t Judge me.
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