Archive for July, 2010

21 Days

Isn’t that how long it is supposed to take to break an addiction? I’m not entirely sure, but that’s not the point, haha.

Just know that I apologize for my absence from the blogosphere. My grandpa came to live with us for the month of July, which was indeed an adventure because he’s got Alzheimer’s and was constantly demanding cookies. So, my excuse for not blogging is cookies? … don’t judge me!

Work has been work has been work. Not much exciting going on around these parts. I work, I come home, I make dinner, I go to the gym (occasionally) and I go to bed. Pretty tedious and repetitive, if you ask me. I’d like to shake up my days and make them more exciting and rewarding, but I’m not really sure how to go about doing that. Which, I guess is the whole point of this blog–to hold me accountable for my own life. By regularly posting about my life I’m bound to discover something unique among the drudgery, right?

When I originally set out to write this blog, I wanted it to be called “The Excitement Experiment” because I wanted to make it my mission to make the most out of my days and weeks (and weekends!). The goal was to do something totally different & new to me each week. Like taking a knitting class one day and a BodyPump class the next. Or learning how to decorate a cake. Or writing an entire short story in 24 hours. Little things that would shake up my days.

Clearly, the Excitement Experiment failed before it even got a chance to get started. I’d like to give it a kick start again soon, to see if I can revive the whole concept before pitching it out of my head permanently. I’m going to give it my best shot!

Question to the general populace: What do you do to make your life more exciting? We all get stuck in ruts sometimes and I want to hear about how you lovely people manage to escape the grind!


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After graduation, I came home for a few days before heading to Hawaii for a little vacation with my BFF Sarah. Upon returning, I made the final adventure to my college apartment and brought back my stuff (well, it took two trips over the span of a week to get it all back, but you get the picture). Moving back from the ‘Burg (in a word) sucked. Back then I had space! And two places in which to put all of my stuff–one room at school and one at home! But somehow I had to squeeze everything back into one teeny-tiny little room, which had been collecting junk for the past 14 years. The state of my bedroom after moving back home was something straight out of Twister.

This is the stuff OCD nightmares are made of.

Please note the bunk bed (which is far older than I am) and collection of Laura Ingalls Wilder books. I clearly have issues with parting from childhood memorabilia. So, naturally, I did what any normal person would do when given a situation like this: nothing. I had just started working full time (complete with lots and lots of commuting) and just didn’t have the energy to do anything about it. Fast forward a week and as I fell out of my bed (no ladder, see?) for the umpteenth time I decided that it was time to change. The most obvious course of action was to take everything in my room out so I could do a little rearranging, right? Wrong.

Death trap hallway.

My parents weren’t exactly thrilled with my redecorating plan, as it involved turning our hallway into a fire hazard. I had to remove it all the next day and put it back into my room–thus defeating the purpose. But eventually, after a week (or two) I got it looking something like this…

So close! And yet so far.

Rat Dog was thrilled to have a place to move around, lemme tell you. What she doesn’t love is the new setup that my room is currently rockin’ because she can’t snuggle under the bed anymore. Yes, nearly four weeks after officially moving home, I have a real bed (buh-bye bunk) and a bookshelf and a brand spanking new life. Out with the old! I never knew I had so much stuff randomly saved. My pack-ratting would rival an episode of Hoarders (which was incidentally the spark for this little adventure). Okay, not really, but did I seriously think that my gym uniform from middle school would have any sort of sentimental value to me now?

Ikea had a sale this weekend so I grabbed a couple little things that were needed to transform my icky, old bedroom into a comfortable new sanctuary.

A room with a view, at last.

All was not lost for Rat Dog, though. I may have picked up a little doggie bed for her to snuggle in as well, because I’m such a great person and all.

It feels so wonderful to have a place to live now! Even though I’ll be getting my own place (sooner rather than later), it’s wonderful for now! Yeah, it took me a month to get there, but whatever.

Life Goal # 2 (Purge my life of old & unnecessary clutter): Completed!

Stay tuned for the completion of my Life Goal #3…


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