Sometimes I think stability is the main theme of life that I seek out but every time I think I’ve achieved it, I find myself bored. So maybe, finally, at twenty-eight I’ve finally achieved some semblance of responsibility and adulthood, but really I think I’ve just perfected my pokerface.

Here’s the good, bad, and ugly for 2019.

The Good:

• Internationally, I traveled to England, Italy, Germany, and Portugal (and visited over seven cities including celebrating the 30th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall in Berlin!). I also managed to fit in visiting Texas and California.
• While I’m nowhere near perfect, I can snowboard down a blue run without falling. No broken bones…yet. 
• I picked up rollerskating, as if I didn’t have enough hobbies that bruise me, and have been poorly skating around Denver.
• Call me utterly, mindlessly, stupidly, crazy because I’ve fallen madly in love with Paul, my boyfriend. Honestly, it feels like I’ve drilled a hole in my brain when I’m around him because I can’t stop being irrevocably in love. And here I thought, all these year that I knew what love was, only to geniunely feel it like my entire head and soul have been flipped upside down. I might have lost my mind, but I’ve got him and that’s all that seems to matter.
• Work has been a fun and still challenging experience, and I received a promotion earlier to run the sales team. Imposter syndrome is still in full tilt.
• I’ve made a few cool friends through Bumble BFF this year. Shocking, I know. It’s just one part of my plan to become the most popular girl in the whole wide world and start a girl gang. We’ve got to bring down the patriarchy somehow. 

The Bad:

• Minka jumped off my 4th story balcony and shattered her two back legs. Fortunately, she survived and her two legs were the only injuries and after surgery, bandages, lots of rest, and thousands of dollars later, she’s fully recovered. She’s still prefers one of her legs, but she’s back to being the goober I know.
• I’ve traveled less this year, perhaps because of stability, or tiredness, or whatever the reason. It’s a good and bad thing depending on how I’m feeling about it that day, but I know I don’t have much room to complain. I live a good life and still travel to magical places.
• I’ve been stressed a lot this year. Partially from work, family, Minka, personal frustrations, whatever, a million reasons under the sun. I bring it up because I think mental health is something that a lot of people choose to ignore or try to define it as some sort of weakness. It’s important to normalize the need for better mental health and help; I haven’t managed to figure it all out but this is something that I want to focus on for the new year. 

And that’s it. You ever hear of an Irish exit? 

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