Hi there....... I promise that one day, you will magically find that I'm posting regularly again. That all the drafts I have of occurrences in my life I want documented are being finished and published.
Not happening, today, nope. But, someday.
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Between the series end of 'How I Met Your Mother' and the killing off of Will on 'The Good Wife', I've been an emotional TV watching wreck.
There should be some happiness, though.....
Tomorrow marks the 51st Anniversary of 'General Hospital' and on it will be all three Carly's (as pictured, Tamara Braun, Maurice Benard (Sonny), Laura Wright, and Sarah Brown). I'm a geek, but I'm a geek who has always LOVED Carly..... and, more importantly, S&C on GH. So, when this picture started popping up on IG and Twitter over the weekend, I became happy.
*** To further prove my geekdom.... There were actually four Carly's. However, Jennifer Bransford's rendition didn't last more than a few months and seems to have been conveniently forgotten.
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I'm in a new phase, it seems. A phase of trying to cut out negativity..... or, better yet, people trying to stifle who I am.
Recently, I was texting someone and I typed the following....
"I'm at a point in my life where I'm done caring what other people think. Like, I never want to intentionally hurt anyone, but I'm done not being me and hurting myself all because I'm afraid that being me will hurt someone else."
Not sure how long this is going to last, but I hope it's a long time.
It does come with consequences, though..... There have been some uncomfortable moments of realizing that a person doesn't appreciate me being me. I've discovered that there are certain people with whom I just can't share certain things. A couple of tests have come, I've found myself slipping back into the "Oh, no!! I'll just not do that because I don't want to offend!" mode, and then I have to pep myself back up.
They say that your 30's are the time that you really become more comfortable with who you are. I can see how that happens.
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Physically, I let myself go from October until February. Bad.
I'm getting back in the game (hopefully, for good) and it sucks as much as it's great. I lost two pounds last week. I enjoyed fresh air while working out. I ate really well.
I also was tired, moody, and hungry. The sore (and I was sore) didn't really bother me, but the moody/tired did.
I know that I'll start to feel better overall once I keep at it. It's just the getting into the routine that is rough.
