Catch up...

Over the last year, I thought that I didn’t have time to properly update this Blog. I was right. According to my old standards for what it means to keep a Blog up-to-date (read: write at least every other day), I couldn’t. So I abandoned it all together. I have missed having an outlet to write some of my thoughts and share them with anyone who will read. More than that, it is nice to have a written record of my thoughts about a variety of things that I can look back at later.

I’m not sure where I’m supposed to start when it comes to getting you all up-to-date on my life over the last year, so I’ll just hit the high spots.

I am now (hopefully) a graduate of the University of Georgia

I am currently working a temp job at the Kia Motors Southeastern Parts Distribution center in Lawrenceville, Ga. I am an inventory control specialist, even though I am not a specialist at anything there.

I have very little idea what the next step in my life is. I have options, but nothing is IT. I always thought that when the right play came along that it would just hit me upside of the head and I would know it. That has not been the case. I would rather go hungry than be defined by a job that I hate.

I have been in three weddings this summer. I had been in zero prior to this summer. Three of my five best friends are now married. WEIRD! Another one is engaged and getting married next April. This leaves me and Dip as the only ones holding our ground. I am genuinely happy for my friends, but I am totally and completely sick of having to talk about all things wedding/marriage every time we get together. For some reason, me holding out on the whole anti-bachelor movement is not the cool thing to do. I don’t want to alienate anyone, but I really want to grab them by the shoulders, shake them , and tell them how tool-ish and chick-ish they sound talking about wedding stuff ALL THE TIME!!!

On the romance note, I am in a committed relationship (which could explain my lack of blogging in recent months). I’m not jumping the gun, especially on the web, but I know this is the most significant relationship I have been in to date. I am really starting to figure out what it means to love someone. But don’t worry… I am not falling into the trap spoken of in the previous paragraph.

I am back in Oakwood living with my parents. I keep telling myself that this is just for a little while until I know what my next play is, but in my heart, I know that I am too cheap to find other living arrangements until they either throw me out, I get sick of them, or the opportunity presents itself to move in with someone else.

The poet once said that you can’t go back home again… and he (or she) was right. You can go back to the same location, but it will never be the same place. I had so much fun and learned so much about myself over the last four years. However, upon returning back to the place that I spent the first 18 years of my life, I have realized that nothing is the same. I’m not the same. My friends are in a rush to grow up. I know they would never say anything, but I can’t help but think that they are looking down upon me because I am not in a rush to settle down. But that means that I have got to get some new friends. Some that are in the same place that I am. That is truly frightening. It makes me think that maybe I am in the wrong location. Maybe if the time has come to start from scratch, then I need to find a new place to do it?

I guess I thought that the laid-back life of college was just the way life is. Why can’t it be? Why do we need to create unnecessary stress? Some things are worth worrying about, but most are not.