Do you ever sit back and think about how much your life has changed in a short period of time? I sure have, and I am on this chilly morning in VA with my hot cup of coffee as I was clicking back through some of my old blogs from this time last year.
Last year, when I was bragging about getting married to the man of my dreams in 97 days. When we were trying to plan an awesome and cheap wedding on our college (and parent's) budgets. When I was trying to balance graduating from college with worrying about finding the perfect vintage cake topper while wondering if I would ever find a job and heck, where we would even live when we got home from our honeymoon. We certainly had options--would it be Annapolis? Virginia? Or our good 'ole hometown in PA?
As I sit here in our quiet apartment as Ian sleeps (because the lucky bugger is on spring break) I'm pausing to count my blessings, as Ian always tells me to do when I've had a rough week. You know those weeks when it just seems like you don't know what your purpose is? When you feel tired, mopey, and completely uninspired? Like PMS, but not?
Maybe instead of thinking about things in my life that I'm not so content with at this point in time, I should think about the fact that I have a salary. I work at a job with people I enjoy, I come home to my best friend every night (and sometimes to Greek food!), and I live in one of the most fun places ever.
So despite the chilly morning, I'm going to suck it up, put my hair up, and enjoy life. And probably eat a Cadbury egg....