Burfday

Oh life. Today is my 26th birthday. As I was sitting home alone earlier today feeling lonely and sad I turned to something that would make me feel better. I went for a walk. It's what I do when I'm sad or stressed these days. I love walking around my neighborhood. As I was walking I started thinking about how I was alone on my birthday, and how I didn't get any cake with candles or anyone singing happy birthday and I started crying.  Then I thought about the fact that I was alone alone and I am now 26. 26 and still single. Yes I felt sorry for myself. But then I kept walking and walking is just magical to me. It always helps. I love seeing all the beautiful houses, all the people out porch settin', smelling the smells of freshly cut grass and barbecue. And I just thought it really doesn't matter that I'm still single. It's okay and I'm going to enjoy life anyway. And it doesn't matter that I didn't have anyone sing happy birthday and I didn't blow out any candles. My life is still good anyway. And birthdays are a good time to reflect on the past year of your life. Let's review shall we?

This past year I've moved to Arlington, VA and gotten a new job.
I've made a ton of really amazing, loving, wonderful, fun friends.
I've admitted to myself and others that I have an addiction and I'm taking steps to overcome it.
I've become just a little more tough.
I'm a little better at communicating my feelings to others.
I've developed some new skills at work and built up my resume (and also my confidence).
I joined a secret society. :)
I've forgiven my ex-husband.
I've started loving myself just a little bit more.


Some new goals for my 26th year:
Start training for a couch to 5K.
Start eating healthier foods and healthier portion sizes.
Possibly get asked out on a date? 3 years without a date is way too long.
Figure out what career path I should take.
Go back to school???
Get a passport?
Become awesomer.


Also... I binged today. On purpose. Just now. I feel sick now, but it tasted great. I guess I'll write more on that later.
And... now I'm crying because my old roommate who I haven't talked to in forever called me. And she sang happy birthday to me. The first and only person to do so. I don't think it was a coincidence. :)