A Writing Request from Life_Interludes

Time. It seems that everyone constantly has time on their minds. None probably more so than me. I have looked back and considered, "Did I make the right choices?" I'm sure most everyone would take the chance in a heartbeat if they were given the chance to go back in time and do it all over again. I know I would. I know there are so many things I would do differently.

The other night I borrowed a DVD from my aunt. It's a movie that I've been wanting to see for a long time. "Last Holiday" starring Queen Latifah, is a flick about an average woman that discovers that she has a rare disease and only has 3 weeks to live. So she quits her job, cleans out her accounts and cashes her bonds, and travels and does the things that she'd always wanted to do but never had the chance to.


There is also a country song by Tim McGraw called "Live Like You Were Dying."

The past few weeks I've had these feelings in the pit of my stomach that have made me feel like I need to do something better in my life. I watch these reality TV shows where people start from nothing and become these rich and famous celebrities. I see these things on the internet, magazines, television. It surrounds me. It's like the world is mocking me. "What are you going to do with your life, Kristin???"

So far, all I've managed to do is get married and have a kid. Now, I'm not saying that I regret any of it. I love my husband and my son more than anyone could possibly know, but I still feel like I have something missing in my life.

I sit here everyday and stare at the computer screen or a television screen. It's been three years since high school, and I occasionally run into someone that I knew then, but that is it. As horrible as it sounds, I have no friends. I feel very isolated. I'll go to my aunt's house sometimes, and my mom and sisters come over to my house. Greg and I will go to Tulsa sometimes to go shopping for groceries, or just splurge. Aside from family, I see no one else. I am a bit depressed.

I used to be very thin and in shape, but now... well, let's just say that when I try to do a push-up nothing happens. I won't go so far as to say I'm fat, but I have definitely filled out in a few places since I had the baby. I have a sickly pale hue to my skin, and I have dark circles under my eyes. I've never been able to get a tan, and I've never really had the money to go to a tanning salon. I don't feel very pretty.

What I need is a  few life changes. I am thinking about possibly joining a health club and starting to work out. I'm also going to get a hair cut and maybe even dyed. I am going to start tanning and get a bit less transparent. I need to feel beautiful.

I am writing this from the office in our new house... with a huge smile on my face. This house is amazing. We are still working on that unpleasant unpacking business, but other than that I am really happy for the first time in a long time. There are so many ideas I have for this house. So many different places to put stuff. I have a whole room dedicated to my art and craft stuff. An entire room. Kaleb has his own room. Then there is Greg's computer room, which he wants to call the "office" because it sounds classier. We also have our bedroom, the two living areas (one with a fireplace), the fabulously large kitchen and dining room, and the huge garage so we won't have to bring in all of Greg's junk. YES. I will post some photos as soon as we get everything cleaned up... which I will go do right now.

Toodles.
Your friend in the Xangaverse,
Kristin

Last night I went to Tulsa to go to a Meetup. A Meetup is a group organized at meetup.com of different people. The one that I went to a little place in downtown Tulsa called the Gypsy Coffee House. This place was awesome! Normally, when you think about a coffee house you think that it's going to be a bit like a restaurant: tables and chairs everywhere with relatively bland decor. But the Gypsy had tons of big comfy couches everywhere, stained glass in the windows, colorful and eclectic decorations including the starry theme painted on the ceiling and black curtains pulled back on the walls, and did I mention fabulous food? I got this awesome Atkins Chicken Wrap (but I am by no means on a diet- it just sounded good) that had diced chicken breast, melted cheese, alfalfa sprouts, and avacado chunks. Yummy! This was also the second time that I had left Kaleb and the longest. Well, I have to go. Toodles.

A Message to Aunt Cindy, Uncle Ken, The Princess, and The Homeless Waif:

(This is in response to a comment left on my last post, Post 169 - Dream Job.)

Your message cracked me up. When you said that you saw a fish that looked like Granny, the first thing that came to my mind was a puffer fish. Now that may not have been what you saw in the Deep Sea 3-D IMAX movie, but I can assure you that it is just as hilarious to think about.

Alex, you are more than welcome to stay with us for as long as you like. We'll definitely have the room! (This is where I do a happy dance...) We actually got a call today from our Realtor that things are going good. Time is snailing by. I am anxiously awaiting the day (3:00 on July 16th) that we sign those papers and get that key in our hands.

It sounds like you guys had a blast on the fourth. Greg had to go to work early, but he got off at around 8-ish. This left me with absolutely nothing to do. So Kimberly and I went to the mall and did some shopping. The mission: buy something girly for Kimberly. (Gasp!) Would you believe that I actually got her to try on some skirts? And what is more astounding than that... she now has one in her possession, and she likes it! (Gasp! again) My diabolical little plan is working... now I just have to get my claws into mom with her boy-scout wear (Ugh).

After the mall, we went to see Brenda. It turns out that she had gotten the day off and was having a fun ol' time lazing about the house. It turns out that she is getting better from her cold. (I hope that Ken gets better soon. There's nothing worse than being sick in the summer time.) When I got back to the house, Greg was back from work. We didn't go see any big fireworks, but we did go over to his brother's house to shoot off some little ones with our 1 year old nephew, Kayden. Kaleb liked the bright lights, but the poor little guy was whimpering when we lit one with high-pitched noises. We'll be going to see some big fireworks Saturday night that had been postponed from last Sunday either at Dewey or Eastland Mall.

Well, it is ridiculously late. So I'm off to bed. Don't have too much fun up there. And Kathryn, tell Grandma Becky hi!

Love,
Ketrasaurus (I am so going to start using that...)