So just as I warned, I have indeed become a really shitty blogger. I know it is a little weird to go through with changing the name of my blog and then just dessert it, but that's pretty much the way it went down.
You see I loved doing this whole blogging thing for a really long time. I enjoyed writing in this space. I loved emailing back and fourth with my blog buddies.
And then I didn't like it that much anymore. Don't get me wrong, I will always love to write and I think the Internet frands I have made are amazing, but it started to feel like work after awhile and ain't nobody got time for that. (well actually lots of people do and that is amazing, but I just don't right now.)
So with that said, you probably won't be seeing me around these parts for a little while. Maybe I will have a change of heart and start writing like a madwoman again, and maybe I won't. We shall see.
But there are some things I want all of you bloggers out there to know....because I just do.
1. I still read your blogs. Every one of you who I used to email back and fourth with. You know who you are. I just don't comment much because it takes a lot of time to keep up with comments as you all know. Now I'm just a blog creeper and I like it that way.
2. Everything is good, minus the manfriend not being here...that sucks a lot. Otherwise I am so happy. I love Denver, I am working out like crazy and feeling wonderful. My job is super. Things are just all around good.
3. I am poor as shit. Moving cost me so much loot. I will be back on my feet in like 2 weeks but not spending money like a Kardashian doesn't come easy for me. I blame my parents for never making me go without.
4. I am even more addicted to yoga than I was before. I am pretty sure I like it more than wine, I can't even believe I just said that.
5. I hope you are all doing great. I will keep keeping tabs on you by being a blog creeper but I hope you know you are all special.
6. The world's most delicious cereal is Trader Joes coconut, cranberry granola. Go buy it now. You're welcome.
7. Fred is digging Denver. We hike every weekend and I drag him all over the city. There is also a dog patio bar less than a mile from our front door.