I say all the time that all I truly want is "the simple life." I own a home (that I'm not living in at the moment because of the death of my mother earlier this year,) I have a college degree, and a wonderful family. I adore my family and firmly believe none of us would have made it this far without one another. I have been busier than I ever remember the last few months and some days I feel like I've got a great momentum going. Then other days I feel like I'm spinning my wheels.
Today is one of those days. I just can't sort things out in my head.
I'm officially no longer the Assistant Manager of the hotel. This is a relief and a little sad simultaneously. I've been there over three years. I've put in a lot of hours and met some amazing people there. I've also wanted to pull my hair out and very purposefully smack the ever-lovin' out of some people. I didn't leave on bad terms; I left to help my dad get his business back on track since it has grown so much and things got so out of sorts when Mom died. Things there are getting better. The office is functional and I like that it's finally organized. Now I've got bigger, dirtier, more complicated fish to fry. I'm nothing if not a good organizer...but I'm a woman in a very man-ish world there and some of the men don't take too kindly to my presence. It's causing a bit of a stir, but I don't care much. I want to see my father be successful and if my presence causes some 50 something year old man to be intimidated, then he probably isn't doing his job. I have made a difference. And I'll continue to do so.
I've also been working out like crazy. I've fallen in LOVE with Zumba and Hip Hop Hustle classes. I've lost a grand total of 24 lbs so far and I'm loving it. Working out and singing are the only two things keeping me sane right now.
I'm enjoying the company of a certain someone. We talk a lot about life and past successes and failures. We talk about how we envision the future and sometimes it seems as though we both long for the same things. We laugh a lot. We have fun with the smallest things, like making dinner or saying we're going to watch a movie and end up talking for 3 hours instead. We share secrets and dreams and know things about each other that no one else does. But it's scary. One step at a time, I suppose.
Life is just so complicated. Even the simple life is hard to track down sometimes.
Enjoy it as it comes, remember it as it goes, and never ever take it for granted. Life is beautiful and far too short, even on the bad days.
