So it has been some time since I posted, and believe you me, I have been kicking myself every time I have not gotten one out by Friday. I feel that many things have happen since we last spoke, and I will try to get to it all.
My husband and I are taking full advantage of having HBO. It was because of this that we watched the Gloria Steinem documentary. We then proceeded to sleep in different rooms. Two completely unrelated events, but I know that the question will be asked. Even though we both consider ourselves politically conservative, we both loved it. The documentary allowed some great conversations to commence. Despite my aforementioned political stance, Gloria has always been something of a hero of mine. When I was in college, I was able to pursue the path I wanted with very little sexual prejudice (it was still there, however). It also reaffirmed my stance on my own feminism. But that, folks, is perhaps another rant for another day.
Now a rant that I want to address now.
I turned 30 two weeks ago. This has been something of a low point in my life. First of all, I am shocked I made it this long. I really am. Secondly, is the list. I am sure we have all made them. Those little promises that we make to ourselves that things will fall into place one day. For me, that was supposed to be my 30th birthday. It came and went, and my life has not improved. When I was a teenager, I figured I would have traveled extensively throughout Europe by now. I was supposed to be a New York Times bestselling author. I should have been working on a second masters, or even a PhD by now. I should have a nice condo and a record deal. My teenage self would have probably offed herself had she seen me now; unemployed, broke, and overweight.
Everyone says to be more optimistic, and accentuate the positive and all that crap. I tell you what, it is hard to right now. However, for the sake of a more balanced post, I will answer in teenage self.
In the past 30 years, I have graduated college, twice (something that many informed me was impossible). I married a wonderful man that not only puts up with me, but agreed to do so for all eternity. 4 months ago, I paid off all of my student AND credit card debt. Twice, I have made it to South America. I have also been to New York, Los Angeles, California, all the corners of Florida, Park City, Utah, Indiana, Georgia, Alabama, both Carolinas, Tennessee, Kentucky, and Virginia, and that is all the states I remember off the top off my head. I have seen both US Disney parks. I have performed in Carnegie Hall. I have read the entire Harry Potter series and seen the movies.
Despite my current melancholy, I realize that this is just the tip of the iceberg. I am working on my novel, live in a beautiful cottage where I have my own office.
O yeah, about that.
I am finished.
