And So It Begins...

I never truly understood the idea of blogging. Now, however, I can see its appeal. I guess that we look for as many outlets to express ourselves as possible. Maybe it is narcissistic, but seriously, who cares? And who isn't?! I am 27 years old, married (Adam)with three feline children (Loki, Nipples, yes Nipples, and Ava), and in the winter of my discontent. Just recently started a new job and unsure where life is going. To add insult to injury, my DH decided that we should stop smoking. My very favorite thing. Ever. Gone. Just like that. To help curve cravings I have started knitting and for the past three months I have been working out with my DH. Although, I have no idea what I am doing, despite three failed sessions with a trainer, I continue onward. I am very proud of myself for that very fact as it is something, like most, I have always wanted to do. Let's get real though, I have been far to lazy to actually do. Knowing that the ungodly amount of money comes out like clockwork, I cannot throw it away by not going.

I think a year ago, I would not recognize myself today. I am proud of that. Very proud actually. I have always wanted more routine in my life. To be the person who makes lunch at night instead of paying $1.99 for Ramen at the pharmacy because you didn't have time. So this is it. My journey to a better self. I have not quite figured out the particulars. Just that it will happen. Here is to the road ahead...