okay. it's time to actually post and not have a million untidy, scattered unread drafts and fragmented thoughts. i will be hitting 22 weeks in my pregnancy, this upcoming tuesday. and, we are having a girl!! phoebe alexandra grace mims. my heart has become brand new.
besides many failed attempts to make the perfect bowl of oatmeal for myself, many changes have been, and are, overcrowding my life, and peeling from it. i'm no longer in the military, as of 1 april this year. i cannot begin to tell you the overwhelming joy and sense of relief i have. not fitting somewhere is an undignified sense of settlement, and a swap of characters to make it or break it. let me give you an example. i love people. sarcasm is also a sport. hating your job, not fitting the description, you have, by accident, RBF (resting bitch face) matched with sarcasm that, by accident, is rudeness. so congratulations, you have now become unbecoming in your unhappiness. you are altogether an "un-everything". when you are unhappy, you are unkept.
i changed my location. like old times, i'm at starbucks. i used to be a starbucks citizen who knew all the baristas at my home spot, but being out of state, it's a done deal and hello's are a new thing. being a civilian, i love people interaction again. respect isn't forced and evaluated, it is just what it is. no such thing as rank and taller people; you see eye to eye. no longer boxed inside the outside of myself, i'm pursuing life and certifications, hoping that i become certified in other beautiful, more colorful areas of life. i have to be happy. it's honestly imperative for me to be.
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