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#250; the year of doing things
Last week I wrote about my ‘sort of Resolution’ to cut toxic people out of my life. Later that I night I had a few drinks with those friends who enrich my life in ways I can’t even count and who are helping me through a rough time here in Boston. After the first round of Jäger bombs, we labeled such friends “Crayolas” (beause they’re like the non-toxic crayons, which made a lot more sense to me when we came up with it), and the title’s stuck. And so, with the Crayolas (I really want to start a band called that, btw), I’ve resolved to have an awesome year. I’ve resolved to try something Boston-based best friend Kat is called the Game Plan of Conversion. Because neither of us make New Years resolutions, we’ve got the Game Plan. Mine involves taking advantage of Boston and spending as much time with the Crayolas (and Boyfriend Piece, of course) as possible.
#237; the first roadtrip
Happy Thanksgiving, inhabitants of Limbo! I hope the weather around here treated you well for the holiday, and all your turkey-cravings, family-traditions, and Black Friday-binges were fulfilled!
I spent most of my time off on the road, braving the east coast storms to drive from Boston to my parents’ place in Myrtle Beach. I hadn’t seen my parents in 8 months, which had to have been some sort of family record. The drive was long but I went in hopeful. The first big road trip as a couple, 8 months into our re-kindled relationship, was a nerve-wracking thing. Would we be able to put up with each other’s taste in music? Would he mind when I sang along while driving? Who would drive? Who would rent the car or pay for the gas each time we stopped? Where would we stop, how often? Would we stay glued to our phones and email like we do when we’re in the city? How would the first holiday with my family go?
So I was hopeful, and nervous, and excited, and scared. All before I even picked up the rental car.
#219; Friday I’m in Love…
…with getting the hell outta town. Work has me stressed & ulcer-y and all this doom & gloom cold summer weather has me feeling exhausted & cynical. I clearly need out before I start assuming it’s not just work & weather, but Boston that’s bringing me down.