Life Lately | February 2023
I'm in the middle of a stress breakout. I mean, it has to be. I'm 34 years old, hormones balanced by age and semi permanent birth control, and still, a spray of zits across my face. It's been a week you guys, and it's only Tuesday. But February is over and we are onward to March, which is basically spring. Good things are coming!
February was a lovely short month - quick and mostly with mild weather that was very conducive to being outside. It was also the start of noticeably longer days. One night, I was driving home from work a little after 5pm and thought, by God, it's sunny out still! Of course I know this happens incrementally, but I swear it happens every year that one day, suddenly, it's just light again. It's wonderful.
The month was also chaotic, hence the stress breakout. I don't want to wallow, so I'll synopsize. Stressful work month. Several surprise snow days for Duke in which he takes full advantage of the lack of supervision while his parents work in the other room resulting in the dog getting a goofy haircut and me scraping melted cheese off the fireplace. Good times! Lots of social obligations that I frankly don't feel like making or keeping. And a general sense of millennial ennui, thinking is this what I"m really doing with the prime years of my life?
Okay, that last one is melodramatic, but I'm also in the sprint to 35 - which I'm actually not sprinting to at all, but will come quickly and 35 feels like an age so firmly rooted in adulthood that I want to meet it with some semblance of feeling like I have my life organized. On my 30th birthday, I wrote a 5 year plan, which is laughable now, specifically in content. While some of it came to fruition, I had "have another baby" on that list and we all see how that turned out. Rest assured, I'm not using my sprint in these last few months to fulfill that particular goal. But I am thinking about what I do want to accomplish with the second half of my 30's. I guess that 5 year plan really just taught me that five years will pass pretty dang quickly.
Mostly I was a little melancholy all month, but I think that's just the seasonal slump. We're reaching the end of the winter marathon and I am tired. I know the finish line is approaching, and to be fair, we putting all our cheerleaders in the final stretch to rally our way to the end. Which is to say, February had lots of visitors, lots of sunny days, some laughs and a karaoke night to boot.
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Let's start with the karaoke. Give me two drinks and I get brave, so I signed up to sing some No Doubt and dragged my sister up there with me. She flatly refused a mic, but bopped along as emotional support.
And for the record. I don't get up there because I have any disillusions about being good. I get up there because it's fun. So I was not even a little offended when an old man wandered over later and told me I did a nice job up there with a little back-hander "Thanks," I said. "I try to hold the microphone away from my mouth a little on purpose." And he says "Yeah, and we could still hear ya yellin'!"
Loooool. Bet.

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Onward to March! It's the last winter month IMO and it's the first with a few nice days so I am particularly delighted to be here. Happy spring - she's comin'!
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