Update

Well. The day has come. Or week might be more apropos.

My apartment is clean. Has been since Friday July 22nd. Something happened and when I got home from a wedding reception I cleaned the place, and have kept it clean since. And not like I can hear anybody nagging in my ear anxious cleaning, but simply why not pick a couple things off the floor or sofa and put them where they go?

This may not seem like much to some people, to others who know me you will know that this change in my life is on a grand scale. To me, it isn't much considering all the other changes, some of which are a bit too personal to share on here. (What? I have my limits? Who knew?!)

Some of the smaller changes in the past year which are fully acceptable to share would be:
I no longer wish to color my hair. (Colors that look natural, sometimes, but no rainbow colors.)
I don't feel like a fat slob.
I'm not terrified of half the population.
I'm not ashamed of my past choices.
I don't feel guilty for Nnel's death.
I feel up to meeting challenges.
I don't feel the need to live vicariously through fiction.
I have confidence in expressing myself.
I understand Heavenly Fathers plan for me SO MUCH more than ever before. And I'm excited for it.

Plus, I love the way I decorate, and no, that doesn't have anything to do with anything. I'm just sitting in my kitchen looking at my cute chairs, cute dishes, cute towels and potholders (thanks mom!), and pink frames, and more. I love cute things.