"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be."
— Douglas Adams
This quote is so true about my life. I needed to read it tonight. I can't explain it, but sometimes things present themselves just at the time that you needed them the most. I've been contemplating my life all day today. Just quietly thinking to myself "what if?" Sometimes that is mostly torture, because there are so many things that I would change knowing what I know now. But, that's the thing. Decisions are made. Period. Whether they are stupid, immature, or simply the best decisions with the resources that you have at the time, they are simply the choices in life that you decided were the best at that given moment.
I had such big dreams. Huge plans for my life at 18. I remember it well. I would have been happy - a high class executive at some PR firm in Manhattan. Yep, that was always where I was going to go. With that said - I'm so happy that my life turned out the way it did. I ended up where I needed to be. I have a house - a home - to call my own. I have a wonderful husband that has seen me at my worst, and loves me in spite of that. I have a wonderful circle of friends that I wouldn't trade for anything in the world. I could go on and on... but, enough to say that the quote I posted up above is just what I needed to read to throw away all the "what ifs" and realize that I'm truly happy.
Maybe you needed to read it to. And that's why I'm posting this.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
HGTV Dream Home
Rob and I are sitting here watching the HGTV Dream Home that we DVRed from yesterday. It's our small break from putting away Xmas decorations. This house is so nice, I told Rob that we are winning it. Then - we start talking about what we do with the house when we win. (Not if, WHEN).
He says he'd rather take the cash - analyzing all the taxes we'd have to pay. Are you kidding me?! I don't care about that little fact. haha. I want to have a big ole' party at it - invite all my friends and then sell it after I've stripped it of all the furniture that I'd want to keep (pretty much all of it).
I have to laugh because we were really debating this as if we have already won the house. So, March 12th can't come soon enough. It says in the rules (because of course my analytical husband has read them) that it will be an "ambush style" prize presentation. At that point, I will win the house - and Rob can come party with me in it.
Now, I guess I need to go register at their website... maybe I shouldn't make this an issue and just win the lottery.
He says he'd rather take the cash - analyzing all the taxes we'd have to pay. Are you kidding me?! I don't care about that little fact. haha. I want to have a big ole' party at it - invite all my friends and then sell it after I've stripped it of all the furniture that I'd want to keep (pretty much all of it).
I have to laugh because we were really debating this as if we have already won the house. So, March 12th can't come soon enough. It says in the rules (because of course my analytical husband has read them) that it will be an "ambush style" prize presentation. At that point, I will win the house - and Rob can come party with me in it.
Now, I guess I need to go register at their website... maybe I shouldn't make this an issue and just win the lottery.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
New Year, New Goals
It's January 1st. I'm all about developing habits that I probably won't keep and changes I probably won't make. But, then again, doesn't everyone do this?
One thing that I wanted to do is start writing a journal about my life. I'm 31 years old and I have never kept a journal. Not even a diary when I was young. I found out way too quickly that a diary was a parent's tool to find out every private thought going on in their child's head. Or maybe that is just my mother. So, I'm doing this. If you're reading this - well, thanks?
So - to start my new blog, I first had to Google "how to start a blog" which lead me to a million sites on just how to get started. I choose this one. It had a cute icon. Most of my decisions on life are based on asthetically pleasing things. It worked (somewhat) on my fantasy football team - I chose players on how "hot" they looked on their team picture. I didn't come in last!
Next step: Choosing a name for my blog. Again - Google. I was hoping they would give me a list of available witty blog names and I could choose one, but no such luck. Damn. I actually have to be witty? Double damn. Ok. Fine - I think I got one.
Then: Announcing to the hubby that I'm starting a blog. He's sitting across from me on the couch on his laptop too. I didn't even get a stare above the screen when I announced it. Quite loudly, I might add. He will later tell me he didn't hear me. It's his way of ignoring me, I've learned. Not that it's a bad thing, I'd ignore me too, being that I have a horrible habit of saying EVERYTHING that is on my mind at any given moment. So here I am, realizing that I've written a lot for my first blog and pretty darn proud of myself. Yay me!
So, it's January 1st. Can't wait to see what develops of this blog. Let's hope that I can look back on Dec 31st and at least have two blog posts! ha!
One thing that I wanted to do is start writing a journal about my life. I'm 31 years old and I have never kept a journal. Not even a diary when I was young. I found out way too quickly that a diary was a parent's tool to find out every private thought going on in their child's head. Or maybe that is just my mother. So, I'm doing this. If you're reading this - well, thanks?
So - to start my new blog, I first had to Google "how to start a blog" which lead me to a million sites on just how to get started. I choose this one. It had a cute icon. Most of my decisions on life are based on asthetically pleasing things. It worked (somewhat) on my fantasy football team - I chose players on how "hot" they looked on their team picture. I didn't come in last!
Next step: Choosing a name for my blog. Again - Google. I was hoping they would give me a list of available witty blog names and I could choose one, but no such luck. Damn. I actually have to be witty? Double damn. Ok. Fine - I think I got one.
Then: Announcing to the hubby that I'm starting a blog. He's sitting across from me on the couch on his laptop too. I didn't even get a stare above the screen when I announced it. Quite loudly, I might add. He will later tell me he didn't hear me. It's his way of ignoring me, I've learned. Not that it's a bad thing, I'd ignore me too, being that I have a horrible habit of saying EVERYTHING that is on my mind at any given moment. So here I am, realizing that I've written a lot for my first blog and pretty darn proud of myself. Yay me!
So, it's January 1st. Can't wait to see what develops of this blog. Let's hope that I can look back on Dec 31st and at least have two blog posts! ha!
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