I’d like to take a moment to apologize for being the worst blogger ever. It’s been a hot minute since I wrote anything and I’m sorry for that. The usual suspects got in the way. Job, kids, husband, laundry. Essentially, life.
But I’ve missed y’all and will be striving to write at least one blog a week.
Back in August I was promoted to being a manager at my restaurant. So far, I’m enjoying it and finding it just the right amount of challenging. However, the hours are terrible. I work roughly 50 hours a week, give or take a couple. So between that and trying to spend time with my family, time is something I have very little of.
I feel like that is the story of adulting. We are always tired, always pressed for time and can talk to perfect strangers about the weather for hours. Throw in paying bills and you have the very definition of adulthood.
But with the stress and burden that adulting can bring, also comes joy and a sense of accomplishment. I’m proud of my accomplishments, big and small. And I have learned to appreciate simple things more than I used to. Such as cooking dinner and reading stories to my son. These were things I used to do constantly and felt burdened by sometimes. But now that I don’t do it nearly as much, I enjoy it and look forward to it. #lifelessons
This year is drawing to a close and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t happy about that. 2017, personally, has been the roughest year of my life. But, with the shitstorm it brought me, it also brought me the ability to appreciate the little things in life. To focus on the good and to take things one step at a time. It has taught me that I’m stronger than I ever thought I could be. And for that, I am thankful.
Life really is a rollercoaster. Cheesy as it may sound, it’s a fact. There are lots of ups and downs, the upside down parts are pretty awful, but as long as you end up smiling, that’s all that matters!