“That’s why they call me Slim Shady, I’m back, I’m back…”
Okay, so nobody actually calls me Slim Shady. I know this and you know this. That being said, I am back, hopefully for good this time, and what is up peeps? For those of you still following me after months of being incommunicado, hello and thank you for your patience. Now I sound like an automated voice message “to continue reading, please press one now”…anyhoo, I don’t expect this post to be very long; I just wanted to let you know that I’m still here, trying to write again.
So where have I been, you may be asking? I would really love to tell you that I’ve been super busy working on myself and making positive changes, but that would be a lie. Mostly I’ve been binge-watching, binge-eating, binge-gaming, and binge-wallowing in my guilt that I’ve reverted back to doing nothing and feeling bad about it but not changing it. I did spend about a week trying to get my old laptop to work so that it would be easier for me to write, but after watching hours of YouTube videos about hard drives, reformatting, installing and uninstalling, and just basically trying to get an ancient piece of technology to function normally with said updates and reformats, I threw it under the couch and sulked for another couple of weeks because it just was not having any part of being resurrected. I even went out of my way to cover it in pretty stickers and it still wouldn’t do what I wanted it to do…ungrateful SOB.
So I’m back to poking away at my iPad screen, once again having forgotten to charge my Bluetooth keyboard…hey, at least I can be consistent about something right? Really though, I am struggling with what to say. I’m low, really low…and not in a fun Lil’ Jon type of way – too bad your booty doesn’t get a workout from gettin’ low on the couch; if that were the case I’d be giving the Kardashian’s a run for their money at this point…although size-wise I might be getting there anyway. Look out Kim, my badonkadonk is catching up! If only I could pay someone to airbrush it everyday, I could end up with a few more Instagram followers…anyone have a promo code for a butt lift? I wonder if you can use a contour kit on your ass…
Anyway, as I was saying before I went off on a completely predictable tangent, I’m not in a good place right now. I love my couch and everything, but it’s not really very good company. I’m starting to become that socially awkward person that nobody really knows what to do with…if I do have a conversation it’s usually with my cat, and she doesn’t give a fuck how weird I am so it’s not really a good barometer for socializing with real people. Even my writing is awkward…you really do lose it if you don’t use it, although I have noticed that it seems to be a great predictor for where I’m heading, mentally at least. In retrospect, my last two posts were all kinds of crazy, and I won’t lie to you – part of my absence was due to me “going away” for awhile. Literally. The men in white coats caught up with me again…maybe they were reading my blog…I’m rolling my eyes too, don’t feel bad.
So there it is peeps, my big return to blogging. Pretty blah, I know, but I did tell you that my writing seems to reflect my headspace, so for now that’s all I got. Stick with me, I’m hoping to come out of the gate swinging again at some point; I’ve been considering going back to plant-based eating in conjunction with testing out the baby food fad, waist training, and hot yoga, but that could all just be wishful thinking. Even just reading that I can see that it spells out a recipe for disaster – I sound like a space cadet on the road to an eating disorder…Heeeey Gwyneth, what up girl??…just kidding; I’m sure she’s a lovely lady, even though she’s crazy as balls. Maybe I should hit her up on Facebook or something…we can chat about our feelings on personal chefs, psychology, and Cup-a-Soup. Somehow I don’t think that would end well – sorry Gwyneth, maybe some other time; I do love me some Cup-a-Soup!
Anyway, hopefully I get motivated to do something soon, so that I can tell you all about it. Keep livin’ the dream peeps, whatever your dream may be ❤