Since returning from Ireland, I feel like I haven’t had a lot of “me time”. I dove right back into work, and playing catch up in all aspects of my life. I haven’t felt like updating this blog for a number of reasons, but I’m hoping that will slowly change.

November is creeping up, and it’s leaving me to wonder where the hell the time went. I am really excited about the holidays coming, and the gift ideas I have planned, but I’m about to be twenty seven…and wow. I am not where I thought I’d be at this age, and while that isn’t a bad thing, it’s just…eye opening.

I’ve been living in Seattle almost four months now, and I rarely leave. Everything I need exists within a fifteen minute walk, and I’m becoming more content with this bubble I put myself in. I sometimes wish I saw my friends more, but I’m slowly learning that maybe some of those people weren’t such good friends anyway, and the people who mattered are still in my life. Whether it be through email, texts or this blog, they still matter and it shows. I’m also making newer friends, and allowing myself to be swept along with whatever the weekend plans bring. It’s been nice to always be close to my house.

I feel like I’ve been trying to write this all day, so I’m going to end and go home to play cards with the roommates.

That part has been good too. Two dude roommates, neither of which I am dating/romantically interested in/zero ties besides friendship. Girls bring the diva attitude and drama, dudes play cards and video games.