Halloween is my favorite holiday.
My first Halloween costume was in the 8th grade when I dressed as Josie, lead singer of Josie and the Pussycats, for school.
We didn’t celebrate Halloween growing up and I’ve never been trick or treating, so it might seem odd that the holiday is now my favorite of the entire year.
Halloween is a holiday that embraces the weird inside all of us. There’s something about the holiday that encourages imagination and individuality. It’s a time when we can shed our usual pretenses of being just like everyone else, and celebrate what makes us eccentric.
If you’re looking for a recipe for a stressful year, I have it for you:
- Move across the country to a place where you know no one.
- Be unemployed for at least 3 months.
- Start a new job.
- Buy your first house.
- Renovate half of that new house.
- Plan a trip to the other side of the world.
When we bought our new home in May, I really didn’t stop and think, “Huh, this might not be the best year to undertake a renovation. It’s been a pretty intense year already.”
My first impulse is to apologize to you, dear reader, for not writing earlier.
But then I remind myself that I’m attempting to apologize less.
I’m writing this while standing at the countertop in our new kitchen (you never know where inspiration will strike – mine struck while unloading the dishwasher). Betsy is sniffing around, exploring every cabinet that I open, and often finding herself in sticky situations (she somehow got behind an open drawer, and I wasn’t really sure if she’d be able to get out).
Life is EXHAUSTING, y’all.
Don’t you feel that there are just periods of life where you stop and think, “I’m not sure I can handle much more.”
Brad and I spent last weekend in Sun Valley, ID, to celebrate our first anniversary.
It was great to getaway and enjoy the beautiful views of the ski resort town. This past year has been busy. It’s been a year of beginnings. Moving across the country, starting a new job, being unemployed, making new friends… and buying a house.
That’s right. A HOUSE. We bought a house. So I guess we’re staying here.
Which means I have to pack. Again.