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The summer is crazy here. It’s literally a jam packed three month period where you barely get to come up for breath. I know this in my head, but every time it comes as a surprise me.
So here’s what I’ve been up to in a few quick words
Bought a new car (new to me anyway)
Remodeled bookstore
Spoke at a conference
Painted kitchen
Done a tiny amount of gardening
Visited the nelson adkins for the first time
Went to Weston and had corned beef twice in two weeks
Finished one of my yearly budgets for work (still have to do the other one)
Preparing for year end inventory
Preparing for onething youth conference
I promise writing with substance later this week.
No one ever told me that some of my bad choices would follow me around for-ev-er. Or maybe they did tell me and I just didn’t believe them.
I actually find this phenomena quite funny. How some of our worst choices are brought to remembrance at the most random times.
For instance, this summer hanging out with a bunch of girls, we’re all telling our “first stories”. You know first date, first crush, first kiss etc. I hate my first kiss story. It is actually one of my biggest life regrets. Oy, I know I’ll have to tell this story countless more times in my life (in all sorts of contexts) and I hate that. I hate that for a lot of people it’s a really great “first” story, and for me it’s just a sad story in the context of an even sadder time in my life.
Another more humorous tale; yesterday when I was online banking, they ask all these random life questions; you know mother’s maiden name, father’s nickname, elementary school name, and of course name of first boyfriend. Yesterday it randomly asked me for the name of my first boyfriend. I rolled my eyes and laughed out loud. It’s just hilarious that for the rest of my life this random kid’s name is going to follow me around.
I guess I just never thought through all the little ways some of this stuff would resurface in my life. Really, I guess there is no way to anticipate all of that ahead of time. But it is a reminder to me, guard my “firsts”, make them memorable, make them count – you never know where those names or memories might show up.
