Back in Business
So my friends, it’s been awhile. And I’ve done quite a few new things here and there, but been too busy (or lazy) to tell you about them. I’m now on the cusp of my 31st birthday and here’s where I’m at.
I’m living with my boyfriend who’s both younger and hotter than I am and my Mercedes has since been replaced with a 2011 Red Hyundai Tucson. The aforementioned boyfriend and I drove it on vacation up to Maine (another new spot I’d never been before) where it decided to stop accelerating past 40 near the exit for Augusta. On Saturday. July 3rd. In Maine. As you can imagine finding a rental place and figuring out the logistics pretty much took a miracle. And of course no one could look at it til July 6th since the 5th was also a holiday. So I spent a lot of extra days in the Comfort Inn next to the Sears in Augusta Georgia. And I got very sick. I did get to try Texas Roadhouse since that too was near our hotel. They give you free peanuts and dance for you. For a little while I wasn’t sure I was in Maine anymore.
As for the Mercedes, it turns out my uncle never got the exhaust system upgraded as Mercedes had asked everyone to do like a decade before, so it was clogged. It would cost more to fix than the car was worth, so I sold it to the specialty repair/restoration place that was working on it and got another rental to take home. Ah, vacation.
So it took me a little while to pick out a car, but I settled on what seems to be the unicorn of new cars. Hyundai Tucsons are nearly impossible to find. I finally got a dealer that had one ordered that I could purchase and it would take a month to get in. Since I was guaranteed a car in a month (and a red one to boot) I took him up on the offer. Of course it took over two weeks longer than promised. Apparently, it was on the slow boat from Korea. But I finally have a brand new car. My first new car ever! A shiny red one at that. With a voice activated navigation system that I don’t know how to use and always sends me on I-80, or 95 no matter what destination I plug in and for no reason that I can ascertain. But I still love the damn thing anyway.
Haven’t done much swing dancing as I stopped taking classes to save some money and spend time with the boyfriend. Hopefully I’ll be able to get back in the swing of things (terrible pun, I know) and start up again next year.
So 30 wasn’t so awful after all. I learned a lot—and was really proud of myself for all the new things I tried and learned about myself. In some ways I was a lot braver and bolder than I’d been in a long time. It was just the thing I needed to kick off my 30s.
And I must confess that I have been far too responsible and grown up this past year. I need a bit more daring and a bit more adventure. I realize now, that after I stopped writing here and putting that extra effort into doing something “new” each month that I truly missed it.
So here I am folks. I’m back in business. And I’m very sorry I stayed away so long. I promise I’ll do better and find more new and ridiculous things to tell you about. So pick up a glass of absinthe, slice yourself a piece of bunny cake and throw back a raw oyster or two and make yourself comfortable.
