Hey Yall! I know. It's been too damn long. But if I'm being honest, since my last post, I haven't been in a space to write publicly. I haven't done #fridayfinds in a while and I even stopped posting my workouts to my IG/FB account. Would I called it hiding? No. Just been trying to find my way forward. I've journaled my feelings which has been very therapeutic, but aside from tidbits that I post on Threads or X (formerly Twitter), I didn't have much to say publicly in 2023.
Life in Germany has gotten a lot better. We've been to Paris (including Disneyland Paris), Prague, Berlin, Rotterdam, and Luxembourg which is only an hour drive, so it's like going to Jackson or Hattiesburg if you are from my hometown in Mississippi. I'll post some of those photos here at some point.
2024 is shaping up to be a travel heavy year as well, but as you can see from the title: I'm
Oh, this isn't a shock by any means. We knew the job was temporary when I started, and I was extremely fortunate to have it extend through the holiday seasons. (I got birthdays from October to the 20 January even though hubs doesn't do anything for his.)
But, even with the knowledge of it ending, I'd be lying if I said I'm not a bit sad. I have been very lucky to work with people that I like. Not just tolerate, but actually like. Also...I like working.
So it's like breaking up the band, which is what military life is like anyway. Only we aren't moving, I'm just going home.
Seriously though, I found myself saying out loud today: "Mon, you are not defined by how much money you contribute to the budget." I've had that hang up for a while. You see, I never desired to be a "kept" woman. The plan was we both work hard so we can play hard. However, as a military family, the spouse doesn't really get a say in that. This is probably the 5th time that I have had to "reset" since 2010. Every time feels like I'm starting over. And while I sit firmly in the belief that everything happens for a reason, and it will work out because it always does, my inner credit and anxiety still like to mess with me.
I'm not much of a homemaker. I hate cleaning, and I'm not the biggest fan of cooking either. I'd much rather outsource it. Hard to do that when you also want to be outside, so we gotta make the tough money choices #decisions #onlyfans LOL
"So what's the plan now?" Well, I'm leaning into living. I trust that it is all unfolding as it should, so my anxiety can just buckled up, cause mama got plans. I started piano lessons in November. Yes, me. I'm back in the gym as of yesterday after taking the holidays off to enjoy the season and re-center. (Plus my A1C is higher than it needs to be. 😬) Imma throw some shit away because I know I got too much. I'm reading more. I read my first fiction book in ages a month or so ago, and while I'm all for self help books, a little love with some smut sprinkled in is always a good time.
And I'm coming back here. The urge to write and share is brewing, and one of the things I miss the most about this space is the interaction with people who resonate with what I write.
So what have you been up to? How ya mama nem? How did 2023 go for you? The good, the bad, and the ugly if you feel so inclined. What do you have planned for 2024?