He calls me kiddo, friends call me Jams...

You can call me Jamie.
Mar 02
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I know, I know…

Yeah yeah, Tumblr. I get it that doing a 30-day challenge is a cop-out when you consider how I used to write on here and that doing said challenge for over 30 days and only being on Day 8 would make the Jamie of last year quirk a brow.

I really have no excuse other than the fact that my life amuses me so much more now and I don’t really have that “oh-my-god-must-Tumble” drive that I had before.

With that said…an update!

My office is roughly three minutes away from my apartment - which beats a two-hour commute anyday. To make life even happier, I enjoy the hell out of my job and the fact that I get to write and talk about weddings all day. (I also pretend to be a 70-year-old woman on a regular basis. Don’t ask.)

I’m still with my guy. Three years and going strong. We have an adorable apartment together with Disney-inspired artwork on the walls and a huge bookshelf stuffed with everything from The Brain That Changes Itself to Enders Game to The China Study to The Templar Legacy. It’s pretty much one of the happiest places.

I’ve become a kickboxing beast. I go to class 5 days a week and run on the other two. I say I do it so I’ll be in shape for the summer, but the truth is I really just needed an outlet and there’s no better stress reliever than punching a bag for an hour.

There’s more…there’s always more…but boxing is in 30 minutes and I don’t want to get sucked into Tumblrland and not be able to find my way out in time.