Things have been changing in casa de Stecker and we’ve been busy bees the past couple months.
So, I thought, instead of keeping all this business to myself, I’d rather make myself a cup of tea (you should make yourself one too), curl up on the couch with a blanket (because it actually snowed – A LOT – here this week) and have a little girl to girl chat.
Either way, it’s a new thing for me. This waning urge to spatter my thoughts out on a blank canvas read by strangers (and non-strangers). I don’t know where that puts me, if it leaves me here or somewhere else entirely.
If you do still stop by on occasion, I’m here. I just don’t know what I’m doing. (Which, really, do I ever?)
Do I just live, intentionally, in the moment or is this the year to push, intentionally, for change?
So I moved… which I’ll tell you all about. But, for now I have no internet. I’m currently borrowing it from my friend Griffin, while at the same time G chatting my friend Katilyn from 5 feet away. It’s how I spend my Saturday night. Stop judging.
Once again, it’s moving season here in the Megan and Meghan household. You ask “What is this talk of moving season?”. Well I am here to fill you in on the wonders and joys of moving season. Moving season is like being pregnant with out the morning sickness and birth of a jam handed, stickyContinue reading “Moving Season”
The next few weeks are probably going to kill me, just kill me dead. Ok, ok I’m exaggerating, but nonetheless they are going to be one crazy, hectic mess. I’m getting ready to move (see Housing Gods) to Denver, trying to prepare for family and friends to come into town for my sister’s graduation party,Continue reading “Busy, busy busy.”
I’m not sure why the housing gods hate me, but they really, REALLY do. I’m moving at the end of July… and that will be my fourth official move in a little over a year. Think about it. Pack the box, load the box, unload the box, move the box into the new house, unpackContinue reading “The Housing Gods.”