Blog entry the first.

Alright!  I have a blog.

I’ve been tossing around the idea of starting another one.  I had a blog almost all the way through high school and the first year or two of college on LiveJournal, but it went by the wayside a while ago and I never picked it back up.  Poking through it the other day I decided that it would be easier to start from scratch then it would to continue where I had left off.

LiveJournal was a source for a lot of drama and I get the feeling that going back there would be akin to hanging around your childhood stomping grounds long after you’ve grown up.  Nobody knows who you are and it’s a little creepy.

I was thinking in the car today on my way to work about how much life has changed, and how where I am now is, simultaneously, the exactly and nothing like I pictured it.  I was on vacation down in Portland last weekend with my boyfriend Joe and we decided on a particularly rainy night to go see Up in the Air.  There was a scene where the younger of the female leads explains that she’d always thought she’d be married and have life straightened out by age 23.  I had to laugh at how ridiculous it sounded until I realized that I’d thought the exact same thing.

I’m not sure if I just picked the number at random or if it was because I dated a 23 year-old in high school who, in my opinion, had his life together. (He didn’t, in case you were wondering.)  Either way, I turned 23 just under two weeks ago and realized that while I may not have my life together, I’m doing a pretty good job of it.

I work for a company that I thought it would take years to get into, I’m moving in with Joe next month and with the exception of student loans I’m completely debt free.  Not to take student loans lightly, but by the time they come around next June you can be damn sure I’ll be ready for them.

My life is far from cemented into place, but at 23 I don’t think I could stand it if it was.  For now things are pretty good and I’m perfectly content to let things continue down this path.