I know it's been a while since I've written anything on here, but as part of my 2016 goals, I want to start blogging again.
Not strictly about my outfits or fashion either. I want this to become the public journal that it was when I started blogging in the early 2000s.
2015 was a semi-uneventful year for me. Nothing really made it an exceptional year, or one that I would cherish and tell someone about later in my life. I didn't get married, I didn't get pregnant, I didn't buy my first house or move to a different state.
However, I did accomplish some minor goals and overcome some struggles. I got my license back after getting a DUI in October 2014, and I was able to drive my car to Davis for work, rather than taking the train and riding my bike all winter. I became extremely close with one of my best friends, Alexis, and I couldn't ask for a better friend in my life. I got transferred to a new store in Rancho Cordova and no longer had to make the tiring commute to Davis - a city I loathed. I finished my DUI classes and got my breathalyzer removed from my car. One of my best friends and room mates moved away, and I had an entirely different living situation in the house we shared. I moved to Placerville and lived alone for the first time in my entire life. I found out that a store would be built in Placerville, and that I am likely going to be the store manager. I went to Chicago, IL for the first time and made a few good friends who shared the same love for Glocca Morra and Into It, Over It as me. I turned 23. I traveled to a few different cities and met some neat people. I went to my first rodeo (pun intended). I helped set up a new store for a week, and I did four overnight inventories for the company. I took my first out of state road trip alone. I watched one of my friends get married. I grew my bangs out for the first time in my life, and now they're down to my shoulders. I bought an organ, and I upgraded from a twin bed to a full size futon.
A lot of times, I would sit on my porch and feel extremely alone. I felt like I didn't have any friends, or any people around me to relate to and feel comfortable around. I dated people that weren't healthy for me. I felt a lot of damn feels.
But for some reason, 2016 feels like a breath of fresh air - despite it being simply a new day.
I'm about to pay off my DUI state fees, which only took about 11 months. I am feeling very grateful for being adamant about paying more than the minimum at this point. I'm going to Seattle in a month, to spend time with my family and get away from California for a little bit. I'm saving up money for either a camper van or a motorcycle. I've made a budget for myself and set financial goals to pay off whatever debts I have. I've realized what is important in the long run versus what is important at the moment, and I'm getting better at deciphering between the two. I plan on getting my own apartment at the end of this year. I plan on traveling more, and taking more solo road trips. I plan on giving more to others when it is appropriate, but definitely not losing focus on taking care of myself. I want to cook more rather than eat out. I want to feel healthy again - mentally and physically. I want to meet new people. I want to meet genuine people.
I have a lot of faith in myself to make this year what I want it. And I'm feeling pretty damn good about it.
Here's to you, 2016. Cheers.