It’s my first post on this blog since 2012. YES, 2012. And I have to say, it’s like being reunited with an old friend. I originally stopped posting because life was hectic and I felt I’d acquired an acceptable knack for cooking.
Well, life isn’t so hectic anymore since I finished my second bachelor’s degree (mark my words: NO MORE COLLEGE DEGREES). What I’ve learned since my last post is that cooking–though less comical and disastrous–is still a talent that often escapes me. But it’s not just the cooking. It’s the whole “being an adult” thing. I’m 29 years old, I’m married, I have a ten-year-old stepson, I have a real career, I’m a homeowner, and yet most of the time I still sit back and wonder what the hell I’m doing. Replacing furnace filters? Barbecuing? Using Goo Gone to remove the hilariously large sticker that clung for dear life to our new trash can? Pffff, not a clue. Good thing I have a husband.
So. I’m picking up where I left off, and I’m even expanding on my blog. This will be my journal of sorts as I try to make sense of anything that happens under my roof that used to seem like a cakewalk until I became the responsible adult who had to deal with it. Cooking, cleaning, pets, husbands, children. Somehow I’m going to figure it all out.
It’s good to be back.