So I am officially a blogger...

Well.....never thought I'd be doing this! But I have started this blog for two reasons. One- I am a major introvert and don't open up as much as I should. And two- It helps to get all my thoughts onto paper, or in this case, in a blog. I can't promise I'll update this all the time, but I'll do my best.

Major thing I am working on in my life right now: TIME MANAGEMENT. There never seem to be enough hours in the day to get everything done. I don't get to see my boyfriend enough, I can never get everything done around the house, I haven't seen BBK and their kids in months, and I never get to see my godbabies as often as I want to. But just in the past few days, I have realized that I have completely neglected something important for a long time now....myself. I was looking at some recent pictures that my mom sent us, and I could hardly believe what I was seeing. You see, I have always had this thing with thinking of everyone else before I think of myself. I don't do it on purpose; I guess it's just the way God made me. It is my best trait and my worst. What would be ideal is some kind of middle ground where I help others but still give myself the time that I need and deserve. And that goes back to time management. I have a list of things (yes, literally a list) that I need to do for myself...physically, mentally, spiritually, and financially. I am going to have to find a way to juggle to all.

One thing I know I am going to have to cut out: time with my godbabies. I love all three of them like they were my own, and it kills me to only see them a couple of weekends a month. But they live over an hour away, and keeping them takes up my whole weekend and burns a hole in my wallet. I spend way too much money on them, thinking that if I don't buy this or that for them, they won't have anything at all. I know....I have to get over that one. I guess the thing is that I love the fact that they need me. Their family struggles to make ends meet, more so than most families, and I'm not afraid to admit that I love being needed. The kids are absolutely amazing. They love me just as much as I love them and seeing them smile and hearing them laugh....well, there's nothing quite like it. Playing with them is almost like a stress reliever for me. Is that weird? For a few hours, I get to revert back to childhood and not have a care in the world. There's no bills to worry about, nothing to cook or clean, no errands I need to run. All I have to do is have fun, say silly things, and laugh....a lot. But maybe keeping them less won't be all that bad. Maybe it will just make me enjoy my time with them more. I sure will miss them though.

On a more positive note, I could not be happier with Damond than I am right now. I have found a rare jewel, and I can't quite figure out what I did to deserve him. Last night he had me in a laughing fit. He was trying to be all smooth and did something that I wish I wouldn't have seen because I laughed until I couldn't breathe. And 10 minutes later, I was still laughing. He was too, but only because I couldn't stop. I think that laughter is a vital part of any relationship, and that's something that we have never lacked. He has kept a smile on my face since day one. But more about him later. Right now I need to get back to work. I know....time management, right? :)

Love,

Me