I've spent so much time messing with the format and the background of this blog, that I almost forgot to post. And since this blog is dedicated to really living, I feel like this should be some profound reflection on my life as a big girl, working 40 hours a week. It's hard! But also exhausting, exciting, terrifying, and exhilirating all at the same time. Or I could talk about how great it feels to be home. Summer break could not have come at a more perfect time and it's amazing how sweet and refreshing that mountain air really is. I could try to describe the relief I find knowing that while we may be able to head over to Bar Louie for a drink now, instead of going to the park for dizzy races, some things are just the same as they've always been. And no matter how old, how successful, or how busy we may become, some things will always be a constant in my life.
I could talk about all that but...... I'm new at this.
Let's talk about how much joy I find in the little (and really silly) things. Like the fact that Monday's are my new favorite day. What kind of working girl says that? A new, innocent, naive, one. Maybe. Mondays are my new favorites because after work, I race home to ZUMBA. And on Mondays, Paul teaches. I want him to be my new best friend. I can't remember the last time I was so excited about working out. I literally smile like a kid on Christmas morning during the entire hour. Thank goodness someone finally figured out how to make working out fun! I have about as much rythem as a giraffe, (maybe less) so I'm sure I'm quite a sight to see dancing my little heart out, but it sure is fun. And a great work out.
And to really make Mondays my favorite day, the Bachelorette is on. :) JP is so sexy, it's actually painful to watch. Where's mine? ;) And while spending 2 hours of my life watching trashy TV every week may be rotting my brain, I love that silly crap. Maybe it's just the hopeless romatic in me, but I think it's cute and I'll root for true love till the end.
