first time for everything...
a while back a friend of mine, after hearing the umpteenth story about my crazy chaotic life, told me i should write a book about it. some time later another friend told me my life story would make a good book. cool, right? no. try daunting. i definitely think i’ve been through some stuff, but hasn’t everyone? i’ve only ever journaled in my life, which no one has ever read nor would they want to. i’ve never even blogged! i guess i just always thought, who would read it if i did? who would care? my friends seem to think people would read and they would care, so i suppose i’ll have to let y’all tell me. in the spirit of crawling before i walk, here goes my first blog post (on a blog i’ve actually had for a while but have severely neglected for the same reasons).
i wanna talk about my first ever international flight & vacation coming up! yes, i’m 32 (almost 33 - June 18th - don’t forget!) and i’ve never had a passport. i grew up the youngest of 8 kids in a (lower?) middle class family who road tripped like the grizwolds and could definitely not afford international travel for 10, even by car.
as an adult, well, i really don’t have an excuse other than i just didn’t make travel a priority. i love music and movies and clothes and shoes and just shopping in general. i’m a spender, not a saver. i’m a serial plan maker then breaker. i am not all that goal oriented and i rarely follow through with things outside of my work. i struggled to stay independent for a long time, going roommate to roommate and living paycheck to paycheck. once i made enough to afford my own place i threw all my money into decorating it, making it a home. i still get compliments on how homey my place is and being the interior design lover i am, that makes me beam with pride.
don’t get me wrong, i have traveled all over the US. some for work which some would say is lucky but i’d say hey i worked my ass off to get where i am so shut it. some on my own. most took place after i moved myself across the country and out of my comfortable bubble, which is a topic for another post. i finally did cross the border last year, but i’m not counting it because it was for work and we drove so i didn’t need a passport and i didn’t stay long. so when my brother and sister in law let the family know they were going back to Jamaica for their ten year anniversary and they were inviting all friends and family who wanted to join, i knew i had to finally follow through on getting my passport and making that trip. i missed out on their wedding due to my procrastination and i wasn’t going to let that happen again. granted, some small part of me still thought i’d let the year and a half go by without taking any action...again.
not the case. i finally got my passport last month and i booked my hotel a few weeks later. all that’s left is to book my flight and i’m out! i am SO beyond ecstatic to finally see tropical waters, y’all! to cliff dive and snorkel and get to know as much about jamaican culture as i can in six days. it’s going to be amazing and now i gotta get my fat ass to the gym to prepare! stay tuned for pics of that adventure come late April.
if you got this far, thanks for reading! i’m eager to keep this going and talk about all the things i love, some things i loathe, and all the randomness my brain has to offer in between.