HELLLOOOOO! I know. I’ve been outtie since basically ever. It’s unfortunate. School has taken me and beat me over the head with knowledge baseball bats every day. It’s SO much knowledge, that I’ve basically got no time for writing. Let me just explain to you, so you are not mad at me any more, ok my sweet snookums? Here’s what my day looks like MOST days of the week.
5:30 am: Spin Class or Weight training
7:00 am: Leave for work
8-4pm: Make that money…
5:00 pm: Make and eat dinner
5:20: Head to class
9:15: Make lunch for the next day
10:00pm Bed time.
DO I have your forgiveness? I’m basically going crazy like, constantly. It’s exhausting, to be honest. But it’s only short time! Then I can be a normal person who sleeps and has spare time. I haven’t even watched Netflix in a month! I know, you’re bored. I am too. Let me tell you about the FUN stuff I’ve squished into my schedule.
1. I’m buying a house…and it actually is starting to look like a house! (Yes, that means that beyond the other craziness, I’m ALSO getting my current house ready for sale)
2. I have lost 23 pounds over the last six months. 10 of those were at an average of 2 pounds PER MONTH. Then, I completed a whole30 and lost 11 pounds. (for those of you good at math, I lost the other two on my “off week” between my whole30 stints…I basically ate the same as on whole30) If you have seen me in the past year, I probably look the same. I gained that twenty pounds and lost it this year. But I’m about to lose another twenty, so basically prepare yourself. I’m gonna be hot. Like, “Wow, Andrea. Now your incredible personality and body match.” Gettin’ it.
I just started my second Whole30. I have never felt better. If you haven’t…you should do it. I may post a few recipes if I find a moment here or there.
3. I went to Michigan
As some of you remember, my aunt suffered two burst aneurysms a couple months ago. Since then, she has been recovering really well. Certainly, better than expected. She is awake and recognizes people and is able to hold a conversation. It is no less than a miracle that she is alive today. I went and saw her, and she recognized me immediately. It was wonderful to see her and chat. Aunt Pam’s road to recovery will be long, but she has so many good people praying for her every day. Please, keep her in your prayers that as she continues to physically recovers, that she emotionally recovers as well.
I also got to spend some time with my cousins, which was a rare and awesome treat. As I’ve mentioned before, I didn’t get a lot of time to get to know my cousins when I was younger, so any time I get to hang out with them is awesome. I also got some quality time with my grandparents. Again, a rare treat. My grandfather is in his late 80′s, and still insanely fit. On the Saturday that I visited, I woke up and saw it had freshly snowed. There was already a couple feet of snow on the ground when I arrived, and we got about 3 fresh inches overnight. I walked into their living room to see this.
That’s my 80-something grandfather shoveling away. I posted it on facebook, and was immediately harassed that I wasn’t out there too. So, as a good, peer-pressured granddaughter, I obliged.
My grandparents recently put their home up for sale, and the house is tucked away on a road that was covered entirely by snow. My mom felt sure that we wouldn’t get stuck, trecking our way in her 2-wheel drive car. The conversation went much like this.
Me: “Mom, this car is NOT going to make it down the street to grandma and grandpas.”
Mom: “OH! Sure it will. It’ll make it.”
And we turned onto the lane, and felt the wheels spin under us.
Me: “We’re totally stuck.”
Mom: “We’re not.”
Me: “We are!”
Thankfully, the neighbor was plowing his driveway and he helped us out. But still, I felt pretty smug that we did, in fact, get stuck.
The flights were, well, flights. On the way out there, I was squished beside a 300+lb man and a chatty dude. I was just sitting there, trying to read my book. The worst. I swear, anytime I fly the seating people are like, “Her. That girl. Snuggle her up next to some rotund middle-aged dudes. She’ll love it.” Incorrect. I did not love it.
So that’s my life right now. I’m basically treading water and staring at the light at the end of the tunnel. Be strong with me, blog readers. If I survive this, then I will be restored to my former creativity. Probably. OR I will die under a pile of grad books.