I like to say I am staying busy. I am. I'm chasing paper, chasing love, chasing my two year old.
I've been dating someone who is in all honesty, one of the most amazing people I have ever met. But (seriously, yeah. there is a but.) he doesn't want anything serious. What he does and what he says are two different things, and I've been walking in circles all over this for the past month. I can't even begin to describe how nicely he treats me. It's a new thing for me, having someone there doing things for me because they want to, not because they have to. Also? The sex is consistently yummy.
Mardi Gras just ended. I've lived here for almost 4 years, I did the whole Mardi Gras thing for the first two years which was enough Mardi Gras to last me a life time. So the Superbowl (vomit) is over, Mardi Gras is over, everyone here has settled down and has become slightly less annoying.
It's difficult finding time for myself anymore. I'm writing this at work, which is gradually being considered my alone time. I'll make more time to post. Because, you know... my life is incredibly interesting.