Every so often I think of my blog and how long it had been since I touched it, then something else comes up and it continues to be ignored. So in the interest of writing SOMETHING and getting back on the horse, here are some tiny updates (aka, excuses for why I've neglected my writing)
1) Harvey is officially middle-aged! We hit 50,000 miles a few days ago. He and I were previously in a bit of a spat and I was in the process of getting him switched with a Mazda 3, but we've since resolved our issues. I would like to think we're really bonding again, as he has heard my collection of muppet impressions as well as my mad Busta Rhymes flow.
2) Fuzzy Brain- My new doctor gave me a new prescription that has basically rendered me incapable of being a useful person, which has me pretty down. I can't concentrate, I can't sleep, I have no appetite, and I may as well not have a personality. Replacing this doctor with a new doctor in a few weeks, which makes me feel like I'm taking a step in the right direction. My Aunt Joanna gave me some very good advice-- "the doctor works for you." David Greene taught me not to take shit from the Mazda dealership, but Joanna Jones taught me not to take shit from this new doctor.
3) Along with that "not taking shit" life plan I've been working on, my manager's boss (I still don't know the right way to phrase that) sent me an email saying that my boss is the pit bull and I am the bull dog. "And, I don't mean this in a bad HR issue way. What I mean is that you are tough and don't give in!"
I think of all my personality traits and all the character building I have done, being tough is the highest form of praise, and it made my day.
4) As for being tough- I went to my first MMA class, and I
loved it. Obviously I was nervous at first, but that's as good a reason to do something as any. Unfortunately, it looks like I won't be able to afford a full gym membership to the martial arts academy, but I got to have a semi-private lesson with a professional boxer that learned from a Russian olympic trainer, and he told me I did really well.
Well enough that I was then invited to stay for the Brazilian Jiu Jitsu class. I didn't love that one as much-- it's more outside of my comfort zone (so a very good reason to do it, I suppose) because it's grappling on the floor, so you're way up in each other's personal space. But I did learn how to do a triangle and an arm bar and some of the basics, so now I guess I'm a baby bad ass.
5) And my reading? I'm still audio-booking "What I was Doing While you were Breeding," the memoirs of a tv writer who went on crazy travel adventures rather than settle down and get married. I would definitely suggest it to my wanderlusting friends, as well as anyone else that needs validated in adventures being just as important to their 20s as getting wifed.
6) Speaking of Travel- I was supposed to go to NYC last weekend, but my flights got delayed to the point of cancelling the trip, which was a bummer. But I'm going to Chicago for work in two weeks where I'll be seeing a show at Second City, I'm going to Nashville in April and will get to see John Mulaney, and in May I have a trip to Seattle. Getting a southwest credit card may have been the best adult investment I've made.
7) Where I am in being an Adult- I came home from my MMA class last night and there was a huge bug on my ceiling. HUGE. Nothing says living alone like having a big bug out of reach, but when you live alone, the alternative (leaving the bug to attack you in your sleep) is no better. So that bug destruction felt pretttty grown up.