Whenever I find myself bored with something, I walk away from it—usually without warning or explanation. And honestly, that’s exactly what happened with this blog. For a few months, I managed to write and publish posts sporadically, but when I finally got bored with it, I let it collect dust while still paying $10 in hosting fees every month. (You’re welcome, HostGator.)
Now that I’ve had ample time to think about what I want this blog to be, I’m dusting this thing off and recommitting myself to writing and publishing here as regularly as I can. Regular for me will probably be one to two posts a week to start, which isn’t a lot, I know…but I don’t want to be the blogger who over-promises and under-delivers. I also don’t want to post thoughtless, lackluster content. That ain’t my style.
Going forward, you can expect to read a medley of content here. Initially, I thought I wanted this site to be the online hub for my commentary on political, social, and cultural matters. But looking back, that was one of the main reasons I got so bored with this blog so fast. I am much more than my opinions on social injustice, pop culture, and politics and I don’t want to pigeonhole myself to that sort of writing. Now, I still intend to write about the former, but I’ll also be writing about other topics that matter to me, such as makeup, food, cool apps, books, songs, and other stuff that I think you need to know about, as well as some personal stories thrown in for shits and giggles.
Before I get back into the full swing of things, though, I thought I’d bring you up to speed on what’s been going on in my personal and professional life.
WORK, WORK, WORK, WORK
In June, I turned in my two weeks resignation letter at my part-time job. My last day was July 7th. I’d been contemplating leaving that job for months because boredom had set in and I literally dreaded going into that office every Tuesday and Thursday. It was a cushy job in terms of responsibilities, but I was only working eight hours a week and there was no promise that my hours would increase because it was such a small organization basically operating on a shoestring budget. So, I made the decision to give my supervisor my walking papers and gracefully bow out before it got to the point where I started doing no-calls, no-shows.
Since leaving that job, I’ve been able to rack up more hours at my other job. At my other job, I work as a mental health counselor at a group home for DCFS wards who have moderate to severe mental health disorders. Although this is very emotionally taxing work and can be physically exhausting at times, when I think about the role that I play in these girls’ lives, it’s my dream come true. I’ve always had an unshakeable desire to work with Black girls who look like me, and working at this group home, I get to do just that and then some.
I used to be one of those all work, no play type of people. Hanging close with one of my coworkers, though, helped me realize that I’m way too young and too fine not to be having fun. So, in an effort to take charge of my social life and put myself out there, I created an OkCupid profile in April. Within the first week of “liking” profiles and sending flirty messages back and forth, I met and connected with a really great guy and we’ve been dating ever since. Although we aren’t technically exclusive, I like him a lot and I’m enjoying the pace we’re going at.
Considering that (1) I loathe the entire process of dating, (2) I’ve not had anything remotely close to a boyfriend since junior year of college, and (3) I’m insufferably picky about almost everything, having met someone that I like—via OkCupid, no less—is a big damn deal. I can’t say how long this thing between he and I will last, but so far, it’s been really fun! I’m hoping that it can blossom into something deeper and more serious. Only time will tell…
GETTING & STAYING SNATCHED
This time last year, I was overweight and unhappy at 198 pounds. I hated how I looked both in person and in photos. It was a such a miserable existence, especially because the weight gain seemingly happened overnight. Although I’ve had a constant battle with my weight fluctuating since grammar school, I had never, ever been that overweight. At nearly 200 pounds, I had stretch marks in places they’d never been, my wardrobe consisted of nothing but oversized tops and stretchy leggings, and I could barely walk up a small flight of stairs without having shortness of breath. It. Was. Bad.
Earlier this week, I weighed myself and I’m at 155 pounds, which is about what I weighed in my early college days. Lots of people have commented on my weight loss, telling me how good I look, and that’s been my motivation not to backslide into my former fat ways.
In terms of what I did to lose the extra poundage? Well, it was simple and didn’t involve a waist trainer or a gym membership. I basically axed sugary treats and drinks from my diet, stopped eating late at night, limited my snacking, and decreased my food proportions. Told you…simple shit. I’d like to start at-home workouts because I need to tone up my thighs and arms and tighten my tummy, but at this point, I’m just more concerned with trying to keep the weight off.
Alright, this post is almost 1000 words. Update over. Back to our normal programming on Friday.