It’s been far too long since I’ve made a Tumblr post. So much has happened but I guess that’s really always the case.
I love food. I love cooking more than I ever thought I could. I enjoy hosting BBQs with tandoori smoked chicken and kiwi blueberry mojitos. It’s hard to get me off Pinterest since this involves me scanning and saving new recipes each day. And I’ve actually made a lot of them so far.
I love food and cooking which means I’ve gained weight. Not a lot but enough to be noticeable to me and to the point where I’ve felt sluggish. So I became a gym person….more than I ever thought I would. I can do dead lifts and lunges and little by little build up a bit more muscle at a time. And swimming. How happy I am to be back in the water, going lap after lap and clearing my head with each underwater exhale. It’s so calming and so motivating.
I’m always tired. Lately it’s a good kind of tired, though. I have two weeks left at a terrible job before my next endeavor as a Camp Director. This shitty job experience has taught me so much and made me strong in so many ways. I am patient. I am tolerant (yet accept no bullshit). I am an advocate and a caretaker. These traits have been fortified under terrible conditions but what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.
Another summer is coming and that means camp is almost here. My own camp for seven weeks providing ed/tech curriculum and plenty of sunshine, play and communication skills to kids pre-K through 8th grade. I’m terrified yet so looking forward to it. Then my favorite Michigan camp again in August. This is going to be a good summer.
Eight months in a relationship I honestly thought would have been more casual that it’s turned out to be. We are so opposite yet we get a lot of out being with one another. And I’ve never laughed so deeply and so often with another person. It’s nice to feel like I’m not the only caretaker in the relationship. I’m comfortable and I’m happy.
A good place to be, right before turning 25 in July.
Bring on my summer.