There are moments when you just go Okay. I get it. My life is never going to be the focus of a reality show. There is never going to be a "Keeping Up With Blake" or "The Biggest Loser Blake edition". Sorry. As fascinating as I think my life is I had a little mini life crisis the other day. No it wasn't because my fat hand was too big to get in the Pringles can. (Though seriously Pringles? You couldn't widen the mouth just a little bit?)
So I had to step away from writing. I had to throw out all the drafts of the whiny post that I had written. There was only so much I could write about fake boobs and my wallowing on the couch watching How I Met Your Mother. (Yes I realize its a total Friends Knock off but it makes me ever so happy). I've spent a lot of time running lately. Why? Because I have these really awesome pants that I want to wear but when I put on my emotional weight I couldn't fit in them again.
If you are ready I'll tell you what my mini life crisis is. It finally happened. The weird sensation of wanting to get married and settle down hit me. All the sudden this wild single life I've been living seems a little dull and boring. Let me explain something for you. My version of liking and wanting kids has been holding them for a few minutes and then handing it back to the parents and go "Here's your favorite mistake back"or "Your thing is leaking/crying/spiting" or my personal favorite "Have you met your child? It wants you back". After graduating from USU and moving out of my parent's house I've loved my freedom. As much fun as it has been to pick up and go where I've wanted, eat what I've wanted and done whatever has made me happy I find myself longing for conversations that deal with my friend's pro creative choices.
WAIT! Before you read way too deep into this I'm not a 100% ready to get married! I think I'm just ready for a new adventure. To cast off the world of mammography and Ogden. So in this year I need people to point me in the right direction. Doesn't that sound fun?