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Goodbye, 2015

Well, here we are again. Another year gone, and a new one upon us.

Goodbye 2015

Surprisingly, 2015 went quickly for me. I took 14 classes in 2015. My school has traditional style semesters, they weren’t condensed or shortened in any way (except for summer classes I guess?)… I am just crazy, obviously. I was on the Dean’s List too. #hustle. Jace started VPK, marking the beginning of an entirely new chapter of life for him and motherhood for me. I’m still not sure if I’m a fan or not, and I’m dreading kindergarten. I’ve considered the whole homeschooling thing but… I just don’t believe it to be the best option for my child, regardless of how much comfort it would bring me. This world is crazy people (2015 certainly proved that as well) and I am worried every second that my children are out of my sight. Zoey attend preschool two days a week during my fall semester and she loved it, she’s not attending anymore as I can’t justify the cost if we don’t need it, but that was a small step this year too.

Goodbye 2015

Goodbye 2015

This year my¬†wanderlust took Josh and I to Europe, where he saw snow for the first time. Yes, I am married to a man that has never experienced seasons, it’s an experience he’s longing for. haha! Before (and while) we were in Germany I explored some options to maybe pursue my masters degree abroad. Expat life is something I’ve always dreamed of, and we’re still playing with the idea and weighing our options…you just never know what I might do. ūüėČ

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2016 finds me with only TWO undergraduate courses to go, my graduation is in May. Pretty sure I don’t even believe it myself yet, I’ve been in school forever. I’m also taking my LSAT in February. Quite frankly, I’m not even totally 100% sure that I want to go to law school anymore, but I’m testing anyway… just in case. And here I thought I was always so sure of myself? haha. Fake it ’til you make it.¬†

Goodbye 2015

Goodbye 2015

I don’t really believe in New Years resolutions. For me, there’s nothing about the date that incites real change within my heart. Coincidentally though, my life finds itself at a few turning points anyway. I have recently been reminded of a few genetical proclivities facing my body. I would say that the proverbial deck of cards has been stacked against me via gene pool. Not to worry, I am currently in excellent health, but watching my loved ones suffer with the symptoms of different cancers and dementias is a staunch reminder that my health will likely escape me one day, if I am not careful.

Goodbye 2015

So in 2016 I will make the ever-so-clich√© resolution to eat better. But not because I want to be thinner. I am hereby promising to fill my plate with¬†larger portions of vegetables than I do meat. Also, to finding less excuses for why I couldn’t squeeze in a run today, because I actually like running anyway! Funny side story; I often skip running because I don’t want to get all sweaty and be forced to wash my hair again. I can’t be the only one?? hahaha!

Also, in 2016 I will continue to pursue this “life balance” thing that I just can’t ever seem to get right. No matter how I arrange things, I still feel like I’m coming up short somewhere. I’m hoping that a semester of easier course load will help with this. I mean, it has to, right?

So, there are a few things that I am dreading for 2016. It is likely to be a year of big changes for me. And while I am one of those people that is always planning for and looking to the future with wonder and excitement in my eyes, I usually actually hate the change that I’ve been chasing for so long once I catch it, at least for a little while.

Here is to hoping that my bouts of hatred for the changes I’ve created on my own are short, that time is kind and fate is gentle with the aging bodies of my family members, and that the pace of my life becomes a bit more manageable this coming year.

Cheers, xo

 

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