5 months

I keep meaning to write, and then before I know it 5 months have passed and I haven’t written a word. Shame on me!

Life is busy – working 50-55 hours a week, zumba 3-4 nights a week and now yoga after zumba, jewelry, planning a wedding. I wish I had more time but many nights I don’t even get home until 8-8:30pm and I try to be in bed by 11.

I like the busyness though. My zumba ladies are great and I love shaking it with them after work and going out with them on the weekends. It’s also awesome to have lost roughly 40 pounds since moving down here. I feel great and if things keep going this well I will look great when I walk down the aisle (13 months and counting)!

Birchbox is fantastical. Pinterest is RIDICULOUSLY addictive.(random)

My sister and nieces will be moving back to the continental US in July. They were supposed to be in Hawaii until next May or so (so happy about this). I bought a new car – a 2011 Nissan Versa. I’m just letting thoughts flow to keep myself writing and to hopefully get back into the swing of it again. I miss it. I miss notes and feedback from people.

An effing moth got into my house earlier and Emmett and I have been trying to kill it all night. This is getting old. I am 5’3 and it keeps landing just out of my reach and I really don’t like bugs anyway but he already went to bed so this one is on me and I can’t effing get it. He would find this hilarious but I am very over it and doubt I will be able to sleep knowing there is some huge, yucky and very scary moth roaming freely in my house.

No more 5 month lapses. Or at least I will try to actually start writing again. SWEAR.