I’ve trained my body, but more importantly I accidentally trained the cats (it’s not that hard, we have four now) to wake up between five to six AM. This is great Monday through Friday, however, today is Saturday morning. I attempted to fall back asleep for two more hours until I gave up and gave in to Bellatrix’s meowing downstairs and Oreo patting me on the head.
It makes me smile whenever I go down the stairs because Oreo and Luna Lovegood race to beat me down. After I danced around all the felines to feed them, I made a cup of coffee. This is something I don’t normally do anymore. Since we bought the house, Tyler has adjusted to my schedule. But last night he stayed up to play Overwatch 2 with his friends. He usually makes my coffee and brings it up to me in bed.
I didn’t want to wake him up because to be honest he deserves to sleep in. Between both of our demanding jobs, moving in without taking a day off, and wedding planning it’s been a-lot. I’m writing this post as I’m drinking my coffee on the couch and seriously debating eating a cupcake left over from our Halloween party for breakfast. I’ll be 30 in March, but my mom isn’t here to reprimand me. To be honest, if I didn’t have to fit in the most expensive dress of my life in seven months, I would eat it for breakfast.
I’ve come a long way in the past few years. It wasn’t easy, I had a plan that didn’t workout. Covid happened. Life through curveballs but I sacrificed, built a nest-egg and as cliché as it is, I found what I was looking for when I stopped looking. In fact, I actually told my father I’d be back in an hour because I was just going on another first date with some guy. Same thing happened with our house. Due to the market, we put offers in for months and were outbid almost $100k on some houses and other people were waiving all contingencies. We decided to give up and wait out the market. Two days later, I stumbled upon a listing and our offer was accepted. We actually ended up with equity in the house at closing.
My life didn’t workout the way I thought it would in high-school or college or 25. But it worked out the way it was supposed to. God has a plan even if it doesn’t seem like it at certain times. But there’s a reason for every heartache, disappointment, and set-back. It sucked at the time, however, I’m happier than I could ever imagine and those roads led me here.
Unfortunately, I’ve lost a lot of great people in my life. I’ve lost most of my grandparents. I think about them every day. The first thing to go on the wall of our home was a cross-stitch made by my paternal grandmother for my mother. I have pictures of my family at my desk in my home office where I spend a majority of my week. One thing that hasn’t changed is I’m still an overachieving workaholic and when I’m having a bad day it cheers me up to look at their photos.
I’m lucky to have the best support system I could ask for. Some of my friendships are 15+ years. My best friend and I text everyday. My dad may have thrown a party when I moved out, but he would do anything for me. Mom was a role model before I even knew what that was. My Aunt is an extroverted personal cheerleader who almost always sees me through rose colored glasses. Papa is one of the most intelligent people I’ve met and probably the only person who reads my blog. Further more, my future in-laws have embraced me and treat me as daughter and Tyler’s siblings think of me as a sister- I never had siblings since I was an only child. Between work, family, and friends, I have so many people I can turn to.
Tyler just woke up and is mad that he slept in. We both have to go to the gym, and do house chores before our date night. We’re going to a botanical garden to see the “Garden Glow” tonight.
Now that I’ve finished my coffee, I think I may make a mimosa. We should have some cheap brut and orange juice and I don’t have to work today.
We have a lot to look forward to. Even though life isn’t how I pictured it back when I thought 30 was old, life is good.
Until next time, cheers 🥂🍾
Coffee, Cats, & Champagne 