A lot of very little

It would seem I quit blogging in the spring. I’m fairly certain this has gone entirely unnoticed by the public at large, but here goes one more shot before abandoning the Club for good. Since I have an excessive number of leisure hours with which I do nothing productive, perhaps I should busy myself with something that at least engages the brain cells, rather than frittering them away. There is also a distant chance someone might pay me to write something, and I should probably make sure I remember how to put together words in something more complicated than a corporate speak email or travel itinerary.

How to start? I’m opting for the random wrap up of what I’ve been doing in the last six months or so.

Since last March I…

Went to Mexico. Turned 30. Since it happened in Mexico, I’m uncertain as to whether I’ll count this birthday; though the trip totally rocked. Got a tan. Well, first a severe sunburn followed by a tan, which I still have to some degree because my skin is quite delicate and holds on to any kind of impression for a crazy long time; see also scars and bruises. Went blond again. Some really sassy highlights that I might get done again because I think I make a decent icy blond. Or at least frosty blond. Was in yet another wedding. Survived reading a poem, and thank goodness they aren’t the type to go in for videography. Possibly developed a drinking problem. Ok, more likely just continued to indulge a possible drinking problem. Not the day drinking and endangering others type problem. I’m sure I’m the only one at risk from my ill advised consumption. Just a pattern of over indulgence on the weekends that should probably be alarming. Am sure my mother would be appalled. I try not to worry her about my self destructive streak to often. Made questionable decisions regarding men. Frequently aided by previously mentioned overindulgence. Survived, despite what the Christian school upbringing and horror films always suggested. Had an oddly high number of house guests which I’m sure encouraged me to be better about my housekeeping. Houseguests included my oft estranged sister. Her impact on my housekeeping was negligible. Got a Roomba. Love him! Much better than cat or dog in the pet department. Took another stab at fish ownership. Fabio is still alive four months later, and has shown no signs of ill health. Might not actually be cursed. Took a positive career step in taking over company intranet design and updating. No one noticed. Got all new bosses at work. Mixed bag as far as personalities, but that’s the nature of the EA gig. Still thinking I should get out of the EA gig. Have no idea what else I’m truly qualified to do. Will continue to make the company intranet, which no one gives a damn about, my own little kingdom of work stuff I don’t despise. Am working on the mental preparedness necessary to buy a house. Still edgy about the commitment. Still playing soccer. No noticeable skill increase. Have gotten back into knitting. Might actually complete a sweater this week. Gained back weight shed before Mexico trip.

Now back to my regularly scheduled progress into boozy spinsterhood.