In the interest of full disclosure, I feel like you should know I spent my college years in a perpetual "Girls Night Out." It started with Wednesday nights for BOGO margaritas and usually continued every night until Sunday morning when our bodies were screaming for some advil and a good nights rest. I am not proud of the amount of time I spent tearing up the town, and am glad that I have retired that girl, but those days still helped shape me into who I am now.
My twenty-one year old self would not recognize:
1. Stopping at two glasses of wine on a Friday night because I have a long run in the morning.
2. My need for throw pillows
3. My desire to tell every girl I know that she should not be pursuing that boy she's into.
4. My aversion to the tanning bed and new found love for self tanning cream
5. Why I am not putting that education major and teaching certificate to good use and work in Human Resources instead of teaching high schoolers
6. Why I am choosing to voluntarily go back to school for a second expensive piece of paper called a Masters Degree
7. The desire for two uninterrupted hours for blogging, pinterest and reading
8. How desperately I need a routine and carefully planned out days
9. My Grown Up Saturdays that revolve around grocery shopping, laundry and housework
10. Not buying that new dress/pair of shoes/pair of jeans/etc because I am on a budget
11. Going to two different grocery stores because chicken is on sale at one and produce at the other
12. Waking up thirty minutes early to sit at the kitchen table drinking coffee and reading my bible
13.Turning down plans because "I have to wake up early for work." WHO AM I?
14. Meal planning.
15. My obsession with having a guest room that is clean, organized and ready for guests.
So there you have it. I used to be a wild-child and now, I am suddenly desperate for routines and carefully planned out meals. The days are long, but the years are short my friends. And this season of my life is what I never knew I always wanted. I am off to go organize my guest room now, okay?