Making Memories

The other day I had a realization.

This will more than likely be the last year I get to go to the Ohio State Fair. I suppose it’s fitting, seeing as the first time I went was in 1997. I won a stuffed banana at the “guess your age” booth. So, ten years of the Ohio State Fair. A nice, round number. This year, I plan to take TONS and TONS and TONS of pictures when I go. I mean, even more than usual.

I also realized that I don’t have a lot of OSU-related pictures. Therefore, in the fall, and on game days, I think I’ll go on campus and take pictures of people in their scarlet and gray stuff, and just of the Buckeye spirit in general. I should go this summer too, and just take pictures of buildings and statues and things. It is my alma mater, so I should take some memories with me.

And Cedar Point? I think last year was my last time for that.

I’m getting to the point where I’m like “oh, this will be my last September in Columbus.” I don’t feel sad, though. Just resigned, and I don’t mean that in a bad way. I mean it in a “I’m ready for the next chapter of my life” way.

On the one hand, I’m SO anxious for the time for me to move to BE HERE already. But on the other hand, I know there are things I need to do here before I can move. (Yes, I say this like every week, but it helps keep me focused and makes it less likely that I’m going to jump the gun and do something that’s not sensible). Making those memories is one of the things I need to do before I move.

I’m trying to make it so I’m not just “going through the motions” and waiting for my time in Columbus to end. I want to live the days I have here as full as I can, but honestly, there’s not much left here for me. I’m okay with that, but I do feel guilty about simply “waiting for my new life to start.”

Not looking forward to certain battles I’m going to have to fight with certain people for them to just LET GO already. I’m not a kid anymore. This is MY life and I’m tired of feeling like I need to give up my happiness for everyone else. Aidan’s the ONLY person I answer to now, and that’s how it’s gonna stay.


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You know what sucks?

Finding out you’ve gone up a pant size.


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Recovered and redid what I could of the sidebar. I’m still sad about that “read in 2006” list, though. Oh well. No use crying over spilled milk, right?

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There are a million hours in the day for:

– Work
– Sitting in Traffic
– Tending to OTHER PEOPLE
– Errands
– Cleaning…the NEVERENDING cleaning

There is no time for:

– Writing
– Relaxing
– Reading

Why is that? :(

I’m going to be tired and probably cranky at work because all I’ll want to do is get home and write. But then I’ll get home and have to tend to Aidan, and then Chris and Aidan.

I stayed home from work to tend to a feverish and coughing little boy and I got nothing written. Now I’m coming down with a sore throat–GREAT. That’s all I need. I’m just annoyed right now. And broke. Wah.

(And Aidan is STILL awake.)

This sucks. I hope I get SOMETHING done this weekend.

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