The past several months have taught me a few very valuable things. You can always count on yourself. Follow your instincts as they will rarely steer you wrong. You will be surprised by who your real friends are. Take care of yourself because no one else will do it for you.
I'm going to try this blogging business. So many people find this outlet to be helpful in some way. I'm looking for a cathartic release along with an organization of the files in my mind and a public accountability of my actions. I'm certain this first blog is going to feel disjointed. That is how my ideas and thought processes are right now. I'm hopeful that this blogging business will put order back to this.
To give you a brief history of these several months to which I refer, I lived in an apartment near the Gwinnett Place Mall. This are used to be GREAT! Now? Not so much. It's actually rather scary and from this point forward, will be referred to as "Slumville". The "brilliant" ladies in the leasing office of my apartment complex thought it would be a great idea to lease the apartment next to mine to two 19 year old girls who met on the internet to share an apartment. Now, I don't know about you, but this just smacks of "recipe for disaster." And, I wasn't wrong. In the one month of their tenancy, the police were called out more than 6 times due to their horrendous fighting and noises. I swear that they had to have been body slamming each other against the walls. That could be the only way I could imagine that MY pictures would fall from the walls. I wasn't the only one complaining. There were plenty of other neighbors as well. I became the target of the 19 year old idiots...and their moronic friends. The culmination of this wonderful living environment was their being evicted and two days after, their breaking into my apartment and stealing my property (from the 42" flat screen to the toilet paper). Yeah. That was fun! The police screwed up so many times that it could be a comedy on some unreality TV show.
The best thing to come from this horrific event was my finding a great house that I moved to in April. It's old. It's quirky. It's gorgeous. It's safe feeling. It's charming. It's home.
I find myself in this new house...this new town...this new setting..and I want to renew myself! I have goals. I have ambition. I'm making progress! YAY!
I started making use of the great greenway space that is so very convenient to my new home. I started out with a walk of just 1.5 miles. I felt so amazing after that accomplishment. I bumped that up to 3 miles..and..WOW! Nothing can stop me now! Yesterday's walk was 3.5 miles. I was a hot, sweaty, disastrous mess when I finished. But, boy...did I feel GREAT about an accomplishment. Even better? The shorts that had "fit" just 2 weeks prior...are now baggy. GO ME!
I'm going to TRY to keep regular updates on here that will mark my progress and hold me accountable! I will NOT fail again! I WILL SUCCEED!
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