I've always been the type of person that has a lot of "pots" going at once. That way I know in life that when one door closes,
I can at least crack a window ;)
But not gonna lie, I've never had so much hopeful-slash-nervous anxiety as I do now wondering and actively waiting to see which element of my life is about to go from a simmer to a boil!
Today we had a great meeting at work so I was certain that my "career pot" was about to move in to a burnin' ring of fire (said in the voice of Johnny Cash, obvs). And just then, a friend texted to ask if I've heard back from the Museum yet. My heart physically sank... it's somehow "mid August" and I not-so-secretly SO hope to be picked as a top 20 finalist. Eeeeeek! Fingers remain crossed.
Saturday was Stephen & Kendra's Chicago wedding reception and like five sets of mothers said that I should meet their sons... Normally I'd brush this off (because let's be real, it's kinda weird), but with the 30th birthday looming, I feel like I kinda do need to start igniting my "love" life (or lack thereof).
Which brings me to the 30th birthday countdown
(t-minus 3 weeks, ufffff!) and Kate and I literally haven't planned a single thing for our Ireland trip yet. HA! Guess we'll just be letting the Guinness guide us to the goodness ;)
But these are the times that I honestly love the most.
When life is so full of curve balls that the only constant is
waking up in my own bed and the rest of the day is,
well the rest of the day is just a whole lotta
Zippidy Do Da :)
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