My goal for 2022 is to get back into blogging— so here I am with a little (big) life update.
Last time you heard from me I was 30 years old, living at home with my parents, and was hopelessly single. I had decided at some point in early summer 2021 that I wanted to be more present and focus less on “getting the shot” or posting Instagram stories while I was out with friends. To be honest, I was bored with the ‘gram and the burnout made it hard to care about creating content in any capacity. Consequently, my blog took the biggest hit.
I had lost any motivation to post much of anything, but a lot has happened in the last 6 months. Let’s get you up to speed.
If you follow me over on Instagram, you’ve probably seen that I got myself a boyfriend. That’s not without having had countless failed dates, feeling discouraged when it didn’t work out with someone, and going through the infamous back and forth small-talk on the dating apps. But it was all worth it.
At the end of June, I met Eric on Bumble (yes, dating apps do work). We matched at a time where I was feeling super frustrated with dating, and had little-to-no expectations, but we had good conversation via text and I was excited for the date. He was on vacation so we ended up seeing each other three times within the first week that we met. He didn’t play games, I felt like I knew his intentions from day one, and it was a breath of fresh air. Everything after that happened pretty naturally, and pretty quickly (other than the fact that it took him 4 dates to kiss me— but that’s neither here nor there).
Things were going so well, but I had been single for so long I had so much anxiety about actually making it official with someone. We can chalk it up to PTSD from my last relationship, or fear of going all in and getting hurt, but I definitely had a wall up. The girls who get it, get it. One of my best friend’s said to me “isn’t that the point of dating though, to get in a relationship.” She wasn’t wrong, but now I can understand how people develop commitment issues. All that to say, I knew I liked him, but the idea of actually being in a real relationship after nearly 4 years of casually dating felt weird.
In August— a little under 2 months of knowing E— he asked me if I wanted to go to Cabo. I figured I’d either come back with a boyfriend or we would crash and burn (the pessimist in me). Cabo was everything I wanted it to be and more. It was romantic and fun, we had a solid buzz for 3 days straight and really got to know each other on a real level. He sealed the deal after being there for no more than 4 hours and the rest is history. Have there been bumps in the road? Sure. But that’s a story for another day.
When we came back from Cabo my house was nearly done, so I was getting ready to move out of my parents house and into my first home. Which meant my first time living by myself. October 15, 2021 I got the keys and moved in after nearly a year of waiting for it to be built. I was excited, but nervous to be doing it alone— nobody wants to be house poor (strapped to a mortgage and bills). And I’d be lying if I said it has been a piece of cake. Paying a mortgage, property taxes, HOA, Mello Roos (something I never knew existed until a year ago), homeowners’ insurance, and utilities with one income is no joke. I’ve thought about getting a roommate to subsidize some of the expenses and build a savings, but my ego just can’t seem to bite the bullet.
Despite the fact that I’m still waiting on several pieces of furniture, I’m finally starting to feel settled. Decorating and furnishing a home from scratch has been a slow and painful process, but it still feels like home.
Fast forward to February 2022. While a lot has changed, a lot has stayed the same. I’m still eating Taco Bell like it’s going out of style (for better or worse), working the same 9-5 job in the tech industry, and I’m still just trying to figure it all out. In 2022 you can expect to see more travel, more on my love life, lots of home decor and a backyard landscape, fashion, and more glimpses into my not-so-perfect, but lovely life.
Happy New Year, friends!