The End of a Plan

Oh, that photo up there? No big deal, Jordan was just feeling like lounging in a sun chair the morning after our wedding. The two lovely ladies with us are our grandmothers. 

I'm not here to talk about sun umbrellas - even though Jordan loves them.

Instead, I'm here to talk about plans. 

I'm a planner. Always have been, always will be. Or will I?

Making a plan was much easier when I was in high school and there were SO many options ahead of me. Before you get annoyed and think I'm being pessimistic, hear me out.

I decided to play sports in college, write for the local newspaper, chase a dream to be a reporter, complete graduate school in a city I've never known, take a job that showed promise but was nothing I ever imagined, move in with Jordan and ultimately, marry him. It felt like these plans were in the midst for a lifetime and now... 

I've come to the end of my plan. 

For the first time in my life, I feel like I'm really just living. I live day by day and although I'm still a planner when it comes to vacation days (duh, who isn't?) and how I'll spend my weekend - I no longer have a 5 year plan. 

Part of me loves it. I love everything I'm doing and I feel like I'm accomplishing so many fun things in work, fitness and life that this whole obsessive planning theory is getting away from me. 

Jordan will likely say otherwise, as will most of my friends - but internally, I'm just here.

Living.

It's amazing. Until of course I think about how inefficient things will become if I don't have a plan. How sitting idle will waste the time I could be spending planning.

Luckily for all of us, I'm sure this moment won't last long.

Today, though, I'm just trying to enjoy it.

Ring in the New Year right....Right?

Knock Knock.

[Who's There?]

Orange. 

[Orange Who?]

Orange You Glad This Isn't a Picture of Chipotle?

I know. I lied when I said I'd be back soon to talk about new year's resolutions. I'm sorry. For what it's worth, I'm just as upset because I failed one of them-- "Blog More."

I haven't uploaded any pictures from the last month so what you see up there is the view I dream about every.single.night. 

But that was then. This is Now. I've had about four weeks to reconsider all of those things I once thought to be important for 2012 and am now ready to set some better ones. Without further ado, here are my resolutions--beginning Feb. 1st.

1. Blog at least twice a week. This would be big people. Wahoo!

2. Stop Tying Knots in My Hair. Post to come, graphic photos included.

3. Be a Wife. I haven't really taken this on like most other people do. It's complicated. Post to come.

4. Act My Age. I vow to stay up until at least 10PM every night and go out and do something social that a normal 25-year-old would at least once a week.  Post to come on my success thus far.
5. Worry Less. I wish I could quantify this but I know I can't. One thing I will say is that my anxiety is one thousand percent out of control. Post to come.
6. Be an Athlete. Get into a Yoga routine. Run the Cherry Blossom 10 Miler in under 1:25. Run the Tough Mudder and Live to Tell About It. Run at least One Half Marathon in less than 1:55. Run a Marathon...period.
7. Say Yes. I need to say yes to at least one thing a week that I want to say no to. I say no a lot, mostly out of worry.
8. Stop Looking Like Complete Crap. Post to come, graphic photos included.

There you have them. I feel pretty good about these.

What were your resolutions? 

Slow it down

Jordan and I had our last pre-wedding date at California tortilla. Good luck for the future if you ask me.

I still feel like I'm in catch-up mode after the madness that was this summer. I had the best time and am so happy I enjoyed and soaked up every second. Now, I'm in the process of getting this apartment to a place where we can comfortably LIVE in it without shoving bags of clothes, thank you note papers, wires that belong to who-knows-which-technological-device, laundry and cardboard boxes of all shapes and sizes out of the way. OH, and I need to start eating better and not binge eating like I've never seen food before...but that's another issue.

A completely random photo of me and Flo. I haven't seen the baby in 5 weeks and I won't see him for another two. This hurts my heart--if you can't understand why then I'm not sure we would get along. 

My professional athlete of a roommate:)

Today, Jordan is in Durham, NC playing for Team USA and being interviewed by Lacrosse Magazine. No big deal. He almost forgot to tell me about the magazine interview because this is probably interview #7 of the summer and he's not even remotely as egotistical as I would be if I won a professional championship AND was the MVP. Lord help all of you if that ever happens. 

While he's gone, I will attempt to thank at least 50 more people from the wedding? Can I do it while it's 80 degrees and sunny outside? Doubtful.