Last year, around this time, I decided to try to do little things each day to improve my life and to document it in a blog. I started The Year of What If and found a serious love for writing. 2011 had been a banner year. One in which my marriage felt solid for the … More Word. On. The. Street.
I’m a girl who likes to proclaim things. Announce things. Make big and ambitious plans and shout them from the rooftops. 3rd Grade – “I’m going to be a lawyer!” I’m a communicator. I process things through talking. A LOT of sh-t swirls through my head, so unless I say things out loud, they don’t … More Proclamations.
Recently my husband and I had an experience that resulted in our privacy being invaded pretty significantly. I was incensed but my husband, who is much better at taking things like this in stride, was able to shake it off. He reminded me that a) we have nothing to hide, and b) we still have … More Blog. Without. A. Face.
There are times that, as I speed through the things I need to accomplish to actually FEEL accomplished, I get irritated. I think about all that I’m doing and wonder if anyone around me gets it. Do they see all of the little things I do to improve their lives? Do they understand what an … More Apparently. I. Don’t. Get. It.
From the time I was little I wanted to go to law school. It was the plan. I went to college and things didn’t quite work out as I’d hoped. First off, after four years when I should have been graduating, I was instead asked to leave due to academic performance (i.e. never going to … More Time. Too. Shall. Pass.
Thirteen years ago I was dating a guy who had a roommate. This roommate was a little whacky but also very smart. He had decided years before that he would get married on a particular date. As the date grew near, and he didn’t have a serious girlfriend, he launched a campaign to find a … More What. If. It’s. Crazy.
When I was little it was just my Mom and I. I had A LOT of alone time. I had no siblings and my Mom worked a lot, so whether we were at home or at her office, I had to figure out how to entertain myself. No Nintendo Gameboys back then. In an effort … More Stop. Signs. Don’t. Kiss. Back.
No, you shouldn’t do it for ME (unless you really want to…depending on what you’re doing)…I’m saying you should do what you do for you, and I will do what I do for me. Alright fine. So thankfully I have girlfriends who will call my a-s out when I’m being ridiculous, or too self-involved, or … More Do. It. For. You. (Me.)
And…it’s been a week. Phew! I started this blog a week ago with no expectations. I just had a hope that it would hold me accountable to doing things to improve my life. For example, I did NOT expect so many people to read it. And I did NOT expect people (strangers even!) to be … More What. If. Week. One.
So today I started to feel a little pressure. Or…panic might be a better word…panic is good. As I mentioned in my first post, I ended 2011 talking about how the year 2012 was going to be The Year of What If. I decided to start this blog as a way to actually force myself … More As. If.
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