Watching My Life Collapse In On Itself In Real Time Is Different From How I Imagined It.

Dreaming of Parks and Rec

It’s Anne Perkins wedding and we’re at a grocery store to pick out something for her fiancés bachelor party when we find out that he cheated on her. This is the same moment when I realize that I’m still in love with her. Leslie is super excited for the wedding because she doesn’t know anything and starts dragging me towards the bathroom but I tell her she has to let me go since I can’t go in the girls bathroom. I go over and all the guys are showing Anne that we picked out fish for the party and I’m super depressed so it just comes out as “yeah, fish”. I leave them and go to the men’s room where every stall is taken by guys standing up on the top of the walls and peeing down into the toilet. Ron gets down from doing that and I start to take his stall but he tells me he has to poop too. I start to pee at a urinal and a guy on top on a stall says “geez can’t anyone stand anymore?” And I reply with “geez can’t anyone sit anymore?”. So I’m having trouble peeing and then all of the sudden several of the guys at the urinals and I get peed on. We all start freaking out and I go over to the sink and start splashing myself with water and saying fuck as I try to dry off with a towel. Then all the emotions start coming out and I shout fuck and throw the towel right as this dad and baby walk past. The dad gives me a dirty look and I start apologizing. I pick up the towel and lean against the hand dryers. Just then Mark Brandanawitz steps out from behind a ring of sinks with Anne. She’s also soaked and holding back tears. I know she knows about her fiancé and I start to have trouble holding back the tears because I love her so much but she thinks it’s because I feel bad about her fiancé. Then she walks forward and we hug really tightly and both burst out crying.

That was a dream I had few months ago that was so vivid and emotional I woke up just short of being in tears. I wrote down everything I could remember and even now I can remember just how I felt waking up that night.

It's been waaaay too long since I've done any rock climbing at all. I really want to go soon but am kinda afraid that my forearms have turned into pudding...... damn it now I want pudding.

-J 

Tomorrow marks the day that I'll have revolved around the sun 26 times. Yes it is my birthday and I'm celebrating in style.

Breakfast with the girlfriend.

Rock climbing with friends.

Beers and a burger.

At the end of the month Allison and I will be moving into a new, nicer apartment. It's very exciting and big step for us as a couple. The only problem is that we've been having trouble with the rental company. They're very dodgy with any questions we might have and today I tried to drop off the security deposit and couldn't find their office at the address they gave me.

I'll admit I'm a bit paranoid of a person but Allison is starting to get worried now too, which worries me :/

Everyone talks about how Millennials already have picked up grandparent hobbies. We knit, garden, whittle, and bake bread. I think this is because we’ve already been through so much in such a short time. We’re exhausted. All we want to do is wrap ourselves in a sweater, sit in the garden, and watch our plants grow.

“These are a few of my favorite things.”

The joys of traveling.

Down the road

Allison and I have been living in tiny one bedroom apartment for almost the last two years. When we first moved in we knew it was small but it felt huge. Allison was coming from a studio apartment and I fresh from my parents house, we had our own space and some room to breathe.

Now after the last 20 months we're ready to get out. Every little thing has become a thorn in our side making it more of a temporary place to sleep than a home. To be honest the reason we moved in was because it was cheap (less than $100 more than Allison's studio), I could ride my bike to work and it was our first place together, a starter home.

The focus now is getting out. Good news is Allison has a far better job than she did when we moved into this place, the bad news is that even though I've been searching for almost the past four months I am still jobless. It's one of the most depressing things for me to think that we could be stuck in this apartment another year because no other place will take us due to my situation.

Campsite breakfast.

Pumpkin spice muffins with a sugar glaze :)