Last night my sister and i were talking about what dates her surgery was on. I was convinced it was on the 13th of August. My dad said it was the 14th. I looked at a calendar (looked at the wrong year) and thought he was right. And then this morning Jess reminded me about this place and how I documented it all. It was the 13th. I remember that week like it was yesterday. I feel like I know every minute of that week. From the sand on the beach when I got the call that she was out of surgery to the strange hexagon shaped pattern in the EMU part of the hospital.
Either way it got me thinking about this place, and how I really don't write here at all anymore. I don't even think anyone besides my sister knows this place exists anymore. I've taken my writing other places, Packers things, and i suppose I really spend less time in reflection. Years ago, when I started this my entire life was reflection. Sad and waiting, wanting to figure things out, to get things back on track. I was so lost. I am less lost now. For so many reasons. Through new jobs, personal growth, solid relationships, therapy, and having gone through all the experiences i did when I was lost.
As I was typing that, my mind began to wonder, to the list of things that have gone on in the past couple of years that never saw the light of day on this place, and its really funny how incredibly strange and unexpected this journey has been.
So I suppose maybe I do need more reflection places - can't hurt right?
We still haven't set a date for the wedding. Got into a little argument over it yesterday. SB wants to be different. Why can't we get married on a Thursday? My head spins; there's like a million reasons why we can't, the most important being that I don't want to! There's just so much to do and I feel like no matter how much we work we are still standing at the bottom of a hill. The house, the family, the wedding, friends, just so many things.
I'm moderating the game day live blog again this year. I love moderating it. Don't know why. Everyone else seems to hate it. Me, I love it. Its fun to watch the game with other people, to be doing all this. Something I've wanted my whole life. SB doesn't fully get that. He wasn't thrilled about me signing up to do it again. I disappear on those days. Getting him to understand why this is so important to me is a challenge, but I think we made progress on Saturday.
We need a couch for our living room. Right now we're still using the chairs from my grandma's dinette set and its not at all comfortable. We found one that we liked, challenged the sales guy to throw in the blanket. He couldn't so we left. Going back tonight to actually purchase, with a real sales person.
That's about it for now. nothing interesting at all. maybe there will be in a couple of days.