Day 142 Forreal?

As I was about to write this post I thought, "I realize that I've been making a lot of last-minute postings, which is partially because I'm a procrastinator but largely because I have a life."

Then it hit me: I have a life.

Holy shiiite when the hell did that happen?? I know I've bitched about work and even mentioned how frustrating it is to attempt to plan get-togethers with my best friends when we have conflicting schedules but...wow, I have a life.

Four and a half months ago, I would not have anticipated this. In truth, I really believed that I would spend the entire 398 days writing posts about how bored, sad, and pathetic my entire existence was now that I no longer have a man/relationship to define it for me. But no, I have a life, a semblance of a purpose in this world. 

I think that's pretty awesome, no?

I'd write more, but my deadline is in like 2.5 minutes and I have about 20+ modules to complete sooo...bottom line: I have a life, yay me, I hope this continues because not being in a relationship apparently does wonders for my mentality and social life.