OH. My blog. Maybe I should write something on it?
Hello, busiest holiday season ever and getting used to life as a RN (surprise! someone has to watch the babies on Christmas and it will obviously be the new girls). Hello, baby niece Lina who decided she would like to make a dramatic entrance on December 30, managing to avoid being born on any holiday at all and thus ensuring herself a full haul of gifts and an another excuse to celebrate each year. Hello, brand new President and sparkly First Lady. Hello, hope, change, and tax refund and stimulus packages just around the riverbend! (Right? Right.)
2009 is the first year I have not planned for and filled with concrete expectations before it even began. In 2005 I will get married, in 2006 I will start nursing school, in 2007 I will figure out what field of nursing to pursue, in 2008 I will graduate. I know that in 2009, Joshua will graduate with his MBA and I will turn 25, and even those momentous occasions only carry us through the first week of May. I'm going to Florida next week with my best friend, and then on a cruise in March with my other best friends, and so basically I've packed tropical drinks in my schedule until it's actually spring and then my life is just stretching and yawning out in front of me, ready to surprise me (maybe with more tropical drinks? I accept.)
So far in 2009, Joshua has gone back to school, I've continued to settle into my role as an official, orientationisoverandyesIwillbeyourbaby'snursetonight RN, and we've started looking at condos. So, basically while I wasn't paying attention for the last few years of birthdays and engagements and weddings and friends having babies and bills and loans...we all grew up. And today I said something to the effect of "I am very serious about having granite countertops, but I could do without this backsplash" and then the transition-to-selfish-yuppie-adulthood was complete. Why don't I just get a yellow lab, name it Wrigley or Addison, put on my Cubs hat and roll over and join the ranks of 20 and 30something Chicagoans who live on the North Side and are also very serious about granite. WHO IS SERIOUS ABOUT GRANITE? I felt a sudden impulse to screw the condo idea and move to someplace sexy and exotic where tropical drinks are the rule, not the exception and maybe I could just make drinks at a swim-up bar or something? I am alternately intoxicated with my adult responsibilities and loathing of them.
Luckily, working only 3 days a week and having no kids and generally self-reliant cats allows me some freedom. So it's ok that I spent approximately 6 hours lounging on the couch yesterday watching the inauguration and today I will spend my night catching up on Facebook and tv shows and eating potstickers and then getting my ass kicked (literally! we do butt kicks!) by the 30 Day Shred. And in 2009 I have decided I'm going to enjoy this limbo time, between being old enough to have a real job and real paycheck (and real vacations) and between having serious responsibilities like kids and a mortgage and GRANITE, damnit. I'm going to enjoy that we could buy a condo, or we can do something totally different and adventurous. In 2009, I am going to appreciate what I have been blessed with, and not take it for granted. Because life's flying by (25 years old...really...) and I want to look back on this time in my life and say, YES. I had so much of everything - time, love, friends, laughter,wine (so much!) - and I knew it, and I took the time to say, thank you, this really is quite amazing.
You may be three weeks old, but hello 2009.
21 January 2009
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