Most couples I know have those things that are distinctly theirs; jokes, songs, traditions, etc. High up on our list of “us” things is the movie, “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty”. So I made a cake.
Sunday, January 18th, 2015. I was holding my breath as I clicked the “confirm payment” button glowing on my screen. It was done. I had just finished paying off my student loan, four months out from my 30th birthday and over four years earlier than I was supposed to be finished.
Last month Kyle and I got to spend a beautiful and perfectly relaxing week in Kaua’i, Hawai’i. It was the sort of place I never really thought I’d ever get the chance to visit, and I didn’t really believe it was happening until we were actually there.
The first full week of 2015 is almost over and what do I have to show for myself?
As far as I’m concerned, a fair bit. I may not be crossing amazing feats and major changes off of a list left and right but I’m feeling pretty good about my direction so far.
Generally at this time of year I write a customary rambling post about how much I love the dawning of a new year and outline my plans in great detail. This time, however, I’m just going to write a few more lists. I’ve been writing a lot of them lately and I seem to be pretty good at them.
I had this nice, introspective post written about change and growing up and such and just before I hit publish I thought, “Nah.”
So instead, have this photo of our 2014 Christmas tree.
In this post I see a number of themes that pretty much sum up 2014: whirlwind, busy, nuts. This has been SUCH a big year that I can hardly imagine what 2015 is going to be like (bigger, better, busier?) Regardless, it looks like the year is going to be ending with a bang!
Happy Halloween, my darlings! Get your spooky on!
I don’t expect everyone to completely understand my job or how it works. I get that there will always be people whose eyes glaze over when I start talking about reach and engagement and content marketing. But I still want them to know what I do, because it’s important to me.
As we stood gaping at the beautiful, rustic lobby of the lodge waiting to check in, I happen to cast my eyes to the door just as a young man walked in. The moment I saw him I knew that he was going to be special.