For the last several weeks I have been noticeably counting down on Facebook. I've been having a lot of fun with it to. I haven't really told anyone to what I've been counting down though some already knew and others figured it out. But there are those who have asked and asked and asked again why I was counting down. Every time I saw one of the comments asking about my count down I laughed to myself. So many people couldn't seem to put 2 and 2 together. Well, since it's almost the end of the count down and I don't think many people will read this before hand I will elaborate and explain.
On February 16 it was only one more month until my birthday. In addition to that I realized that since this year was a leap year that day was 29 days before my birthday instead of the usual 28 AND this year I am turning 29. So, why not start a count down: 29 days until my 29th birthday? This is what I posted: "To count down, or not to count down - that is the question... I think I shall count down (if you know to what then shhh, don't spoil it for everyone)...29 days...". What made it even better is that I no longer have my birthday visible on Facebook - it was a personal choice. I'd rather get 5 to 10 birthday wishes from people who actually remember than 100 from people who only saw it on a website. Like I said, it was a personal choice.
So, I continued to count down. Some figured it out. My new roommate, Heidi, took it as a personal mission to give me one card for every day leading up to my birthday. You should see my bookshelf display of cards! It's quite magnificent!!! Those who had no idea what I was counting down to were going crazy - 'twas hilarious!!!!! Several asked if they were out of the loop which I found funny because there was no loop to be in. Some thought I was counting down to St. Patrick's Day - that's one day later my friends; learn to count. ;^) Clues were left, though they were very subtle in nature. Mainly, the point of the count down was for me to have a fun way of keeping track and pique the curiosity of others. I think I did a pretty good job.
I'd explain more, but I'm getting to that point in the night where thinking clearly is becoming quite a bit more difficult. My bed is calling my name and I really want to go sleep with it. So, for all those that have been wondering, if you are reading this, you now have the answer. I have been counting down to my 29th birthday! Happy Birthday to me!!! :^D
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Where Does the Time Go...
I keep meaning to write something more on this little blog of mine. I come up with great titles for posts and cool topics to include. The next thing I know more time has passed than I realize and I still haven't written anything. I was going to post something last week when I heard about Davy Jones from the Monkee's passing away (the song Daydream Believer is one of my songs and where I got the name for this blog). Then I was going to post something about Dr. Seuss. Now I just feel like writing something would be a good start...
How about I catch everyone up on my crazy life?
A month ago I was very content with living by myself. I have a nice little one bedroom apartment in a lovely part of the South Denver Metro area. I spend a lot of time with friends so I mainly only sleep in my little apartment (though I do have people over on occasion). But things slowly began to change. I felt myself becoming more lonely than I had been in a while. I used to be someone who could be perfectly content at having a whole night alone to just relax. Now I feel like I don't know what to do with myself if I have "that much" time alone. I like being around people more than I ever thought I would. I also became aware of a friend's predicament with her living situation. It wasn't a bad situation but she was facing some very tough choices with deadlines on those choices coming up rapidly.
There had already been a couple of times where she had spent the night on my couch because it was safer for her than driving home drowsy. Then the times that she would stay with me became more frequent and I knew that something was up. I sat down to talk with her and - one thing leading to another - I asked if she wanted to move in with me. That was 2 weeks ago. We both gave the idea plenty of thought and prayer and felt like moving forward with this idea was a good thing. We got mixed reactions from family and friends, but ultimately it was our decision, not theirs. I got rid of my dining room table and chairs that I'd had since 2004 when I moved into my first apartment in Monroe (I hadn't used it as a dining set since September anyway). We got some good friends to help us and moved her in with me. That was just over a week ago.
If you had told me last month that I would have a roommate again - and not one out of necessity - I would have laughed in your face. But this really has been a great move for me. Miss Heidi Jo has helped me feel not so lonely. She and I are getting along great. We have a friendship based on being blunt with each other so we know we can say things like "Hey, this thing you did really bugged me." or "I really like that you did this." I've had roommates where the communication was almost non-existent. That only adds to the tension of living with someone day in and day out. I am a firm believer in good communication which is why I truly believe living with Heidi will be even better than I originally thought!
How about I catch everyone up on my crazy life?
A month ago I was very content with living by myself. I have a nice little one bedroom apartment in a lovely part of the South Denver Metro area. I spend a lot of time with friends so I mainly only sleep in my little apartment (though I do have people over on occasion). But things slowly began to change. I felt myself becoming more lonely than I had been in a while. I used to be someone who could be perfectly content at having a whole night alone to just relax. Now I feel like I don't know what to do with myself if I have "that much" time alone. I like being around people more than I ever thought I would. I also became aware of a friend's predicament with her living situation. It wasn't a bad situation but she was facing some very tough choices with deadlines on those choices coming up rapidly.
There had already been a couple of times where she had spent the night on my couch because it was safer for her than driving home drowsy. Then the times that she would stay with me became more frequent and I knew that something was up. I sat down to talk with her and - one thing leading to another - I asked if she wanted to move in with me. That was 2 weeks ago. We both gave the idea plenty of thought and prayer and felt like moving forward with this idea was a good thing. We got mixed reactions from family and friends, but ultimately it was our decision, not theirs. I got rid of my dining room table and chairs that I'd had since 2004 when I moved into my first apartment in Monroe (I hadn't used it as a dining set since September anyway). We got some good friends to help us and moved her in with me. That was just over a week ago.
If you had told me last month that I would have a roommate again - and not one out of necessity - I would have laughed in your face. But this really has been a great move for me. Miss Heidi Jo has helped me feel not so lonely. She and I are getting along great. We have a friendship based on being blunt with each other so we know we can say things like "Hey, this thing you did really bugged me." or "I really like that you did this." I've had roommates where the communication was almost non-existent. That only adds to the tension of living with someone day in and day out. I am a firm believer in good communication which is why I truly believe living with Heidi will be even better than I originally thought!
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