Seven Years

It's 2016. My worries in 2009 seem quite distant now...just as distant as unimportant.

What do I have to worry about now?
1.  my daughter, MC, now 15 months old
2.  debt, so much debt....with no relief in sight
3.  job security, as hard as I work, it still isn't enough to make me feel on the ball
4.  house projects left undone  *see debt, job, and child
5.  trouble-making, adorable dog
6.  trying to balance motherhood, job, wifeness, and having any kind of hobby or life of my own
7.  oh yeah, health...remember when I had a gym membership?

Why I decided to resurrect this blog, I don't know. There are plenty of better, less public methods of dealing with my stress or expressing my personal self. But somehow this just felt like a good option. We'll see if it lays dormant another seven years (and two defunct email addresses later) or if I actually blog again soon.

Happy thoughts to end:
*all the baby giggles, smiles, triumphs...
most recently, trying to sit on the edge of a box and tipping backwards into the box
walking outside down the sidewalk for the first time, stomping feet in delight of how the shoes thump
snuggling in close to my chest in the middle of a sleepless night

Goodnight for now. And good hopeful thoughts for tomorrow.