Thank You For Being a Friend

I'm coming out of hiding.

 

Message received. I have been away from writing in here for far too long. It's been nine months since my last post, which you're right, is an epically long time. I had to brush cob webs off my computer, which means one of two things: its been awhile and  . . . I need to clean more. To those of you who have been asking, enticing, coercing, harassing, and threatening me to write another blog, this one goes out to you. Thank you for not giving up on the bag of crazy that is me.

Today marks this blogs third birthday. Before you get all suspicious and ask where the prank is, you can relax. I have chosen to take an April Fool's Day off this year. I know it's hard to believe. You're probably reading this right now and calling bullshit. (By the way, if you are one of those people, I tip my hat to you good sir. You're learning)


 
I don't know what to tell you. Something has changed within me. Something is not the same. Like quoting Wicked for example. Who does that? If that isn't enough proof for you that I am different, let me give you a list of things that have happened since I've been gone, to show you what I mean.

1.) I didn't celebrate St. Patty's this year. No party. No wearing green for a week. I didn't even drink.
2.) I went to my first wedding since I was nine and didn't have ANY alcohol . . . BY CHOICE
3.) I've started craving soy over ground beef.
4.) I go to bed before midnight and wake up before 8am.
5.) I've started eating pancakes, with butter, A LOT

Are you still waiting for me to say April Fool's? Ask Jason. He will be the first to tell you that all of those things are true. His eyes almost popped out of his head when I started smearing butter on a pancake. I believe his exact words were: "What kind of alien are you and what have you done with my husband?" Ours is a loving and supporting relationship.

Thirty-three has been a very odd year for me. I really dived head first into work and made it a commitment to get promoted within a year. With the work and effort I put in, I didn't really talk or see a lot of you. I know that is what happens as you get older, you tend to drift apart from those you care about. But I always thought that was just one of those sappy things people said in romantic comedies or a life lesson from a Saved By the Bell episode. I didn't actually think it happened.

 

(This is my new saying, by the way. Move over "Hug from Jesus" and "For the Love of Ray J")

 

This is just one of the many life lessons I have learned. You can hold on to friendships, but not expect them to stay the same. I am blessed with a lot of amazing friends (you're obviously one of them because this blog is linked to my Facebook that only my friends can see). And what I found is, I also have very understanding friends. They don't judge me for not calling or making plans with them cause they were probably just as busy as I was. They don't put the ball 100% in my court and tell themselves if I cared, I would be the one calling instead of them. They don't see me spending time with someone else and think they have been replaced. They don't get drawn into all that petty crap.

So in conclusion, I need to have my Golden Girls moment and thank you for being a friend. Thank you for being the understanding person that you are. Thank you for being supportive through my weird transformation. Thank you for allowing me to hurdle through my work obstacles and all the help and feedback you provided along the way. Thank you for tolerating my absence and knowing that is was nothing about you or my lack of caring.

And thank you for making me want to write again. I couldn't do this without you.