It’s been a while...
I had a dream the other night that it was already Christmas time, and I thought to myself as I sadly decorated a tree, I can’t believe summer is already over and I missed it! Time is moving so quickly! When will I ever have time to live?
That is my biggest worry lately: there’s just not enough time...
I’ve been quiet for a while. The last few months I’ve been working on finishing yet another year of college, while I work toward my Bachelor’s in Food Service Management (about as dry as it sounds). Lots of accounting and food service/hospitality specific business classes. That ended in May, and now I’m on my summer vacation, if you can call it that. I’m still working full-time at the brewpub while my business partner, Sam, and I are trying to get our business moving.
I suppose I should mention that I am a co-owner of a baking company in which we specialize in craft beer and pastry pairings called The Whisk Sisters. It’s indulgent and niche, but why not?! It’s a jumping-off point for so many other future goals.
My summer so far has involved a few concerts, some hikes, some bike rides, and a few crushes. I’m still sticking to my resolution to live more. It’s often harder than it seems like it should be, especially when sometimes all I want to do is get in bed and sleep. But, I’ve found that if you make a little bit of an effort, positive opportunities will come your way. The hardest part is allowing myself to say, “Yes.” It’s amazing how easy it is to get into the habit of saying “no” and feeling sorry for yourself when time seems to be flying by without you. No more of that. I am officially an investor in life experiences.
I found out today that my ex-boyfriend of 8 years has a shiny new girlfriend. They seem happy together, and I’m glad for him. Yet, even though it’s been well over a year since we broke up and we’ve both moved on with our lives, the sting is still there. Especially since I know that a very dear friendship may very well be coming to an end, at least for now. I guess that’s what this year is supposed to be about: a new beginning to a new chapter. With new beginnings come bittersweet endings. And love to any degree always hurts.
After finding this out, I bought myself a dress, then drank Bloody Marys and ate pancakes with some girl friends. It helped a little.
Cookies also help. I shall make some today.
Thanks for letting me vent, Internet. For now, I’ll take a deep breath and keep moving forward. On to the next adventure!