Obligatory Summer Entry

O - BLOG - atory??
Like obligatory, but ...blog.

Okay, that was the entertainment for this entry. The big payoff. It's all downhill from here. You don't believe me? Read on.

I was just cruising through some of my older entries (I'll explain why in a bit) (...it's really fascinating, you're not going to want to miss it). I noticed that I did not write anything throughout the entire month of September 2019, so I shot my peepers pastward around September 2018 & 2017. I noticed I was compelled (both years) to write about the summer/weather/sunshine/feelings of the like. I then realized I had done nothing of the sort for this summer - How dare!

The reason for shirking my summer-loving-responsibilities? Shit's been crazy (said in Tracy Morgan voice).

Jan: decide to move again, maybe
Feb: nope, yep, definitely moving
Mar: collect/send all the paperwork in between jobs, get accepted to/move into new place
Apr: aw, man, somebody backed into my c- BIRTHDAY! #dirtythirty
May: Happy Mother's D- Ma's sick. Oh, no, wait, we're good. This two job thing is exhausting.
Jun: dog-sitting, eye appointments, THE BAR this 2nd job's gotta go.
Jul: yep, that's it. new job time. #drained
Aug: NEW JOB! Bf birthday things!
Sep: ??? new tattoo (don't mind if I tat-DO!), lots of social/community, getting used to new job
Oct:

Annnnnnnd here we are.

This year could not have been more of a blur. I remember New Year's Eve/Day, it was spent with very important people and I would not trade a second of it. Precious times, for sure. And I'm finally "home" with my age and I am pumped about my new job (and possibly more importantly: leaving the flaming hot mess of garbage the previous job was/is/will proceed be, likely). But what exactly did I do this summer?

I sold art at my good job, which was quite an experience. Still selling it now (it's being displayed elsewhere). I remember spending time being off-the-cuff-social (my absolute favorite way to be social) and I recall spending an insurmountable percentage of my paycheck at the local bar and coffee shop. I went to beach precisely two times; once by myself and once with W. I think mainly it was a lot of maintenance activity. Very adult things.

And yet I still do not feel as though it was squandered. I love summer - I don't think I have had a single bad one since being old enough to make my own decisions.

THE REASON I was sorting through old blog posts was because a friend, and local shop owner, is having an event at her book store soon. This will be an event where local writers can assemble and read bits they've written on the given topic. I will do my best to find something, but in the event that I do not, it will be lovely to hear what others have written.