Vacationing in Mexico with my X, falling in love with my roommate, getting engaged, contemplating a career change, winning the lottery, and watching copious amounts of Gilmore Girls on Netflix.
Which of the above is true/false?
Sorry people - I was in NYC for a weekend, came back to a chaotic week of work, suffered a double ear infection which left me drained, and finally after a reader harassed me -- I am back to the blog.
Not too much has happened. The holidays are nuts, the weather where I live currently sucks and I am looking for a way to revamp my life in a major way.
I've been insanely committed and consistent with my workouts since July 18th -- so atleast I revamped one aspect of my life successfully. If I could give up food and champagne, we'd be on the track to skinny but that doesn't seem to be in the cards so I will just be thankful that there's muscle on my body that wasn't there before.
My current business situation is leaving me at a crossroads. Whether to keep on going with it or make a move into a new field. I am mentally exhausted from my current career, even after a vacation I don't feel refreshed.
I spent Thanksgiving in Mexico with the X. Was kinda convinced he would propose. He didn't. Life goes on. tis what it issss. Sigh.
My roomie is back on the online dating game -- his psycho asian ex messaged him on facebook saying, "I love you, I miss you, I want to see you." Thank God he didn't respond and is very excited for the new girls he has lined up. We are going to create a dry erase board with their names and a five point ranking scale to keep track of them all. Last night we watched a movie and he showed me each girl and asked my opinion -- it's like I am dating again too (except I get to skip the small talk and shit) :)
As engagement seems closer with my X -- I am left pondering many major things now that the dust has settled.
He is now able to talk about me/our plans with his parents without them throwing a tantrum, threatening to disown him or commit suicide so that's progress.
They still won't meet me and his brother is still a shit head -- did I ever tell you the story of when I met the brother?? Gosh, it was so traumatizing. Not sure if I can dig deep and get back to that day/write it down if I haven't already. Someone comment and let me know if I did or not.
Anyhow -- I wonder if I ever want to be associated with Armenian people. When X has an Armenian friend come visit, I automatically have this distaste towards them due to how shitty his family has been towards me. It's awful! It's become a prejudice against them due to their prejudice against me which isn't healthy or conducive for a happy future. It just sucks to think there is a whole army of small minded Armenians who will want to tear me and my future family apart because I am not "one of them". We made it through what I assume is the worst of it but I don't even want my kids to have an Armenian last name. I told X that I planned to tell everyone we were Persian and drop this whole Armenian thing completely. Which I know I shouldn't say because that's mean but his parents are mean and WAAAHHHHHH.
What to do, what to do.
Living with Arash is still amazing, gets better and better everyday. When I got back from Mexico he was still away and I was so bored and so lonely without him. SO glad he is back home. (No, we aren't falling in love) I love him but not in that other kind of way. He is perfect, I wish that situation was a romantic one but it's not and he's the best best friend a gal could ask for.
And I only said ^ because it'd be way easier to marry a Persian who is super Americanized and has a really nice and diverse family like his. But that is not the hand of cards I was dealt so lemme get back to dealing with crazy Armenians.
That's all for now -- stay tuned for some guest writers, some Arash dating stories, some insight as to why I think life single might be way easier than life attached, and the debate of working when you have kids vs. becoming a stay at home mom.
xo
Elle
PS I missed writing, sorry for the hiatus!!
Which of the above is true/false?
Sorry people - I was in NYC for a weekend, came back to a chaotic week of work, suffered a double ear infection which left me drained, and finally after a reader harassed me -- I am back to the blog.
Not too much has happened. The holidays are nuts, the weather where I live currently sucks and I am looking for a way to revamp my life in a major way.
I've been insanely committed and consistent with my workouts since July 18th -- so atleast I revamped one aspect of my life successfully. If I could give up food and champagne, we'd be on the track to skinny but that doesn't seem to be in the cards so I will just be thankful that there's muscle on my body that wasn't there before.
My current business situation is leaving me at a crossroads. Whether to keep on going with it or make a move into a new field. I am mentally exhausted from my current career, even after a vacation I don't feel refreshed.
I spent Thanksgiving in Mexico with the X. Was kinda convinced he would propose. He didn't. Life goes on. tis what it issss. Sigh.
My roomie is back on the online dating game -- his psycho asian ex messaged him on facebook saying, "I love you, I miss you, I want to see you." Thank God he didn't respond and is very excited for the new girls he has lined up. We are going to create a dry erase board with their names and a five point ranking scale to keep track of them all. Last night we watched a movie and he showed me each girl and asked my opinion -- it's like I am dating again too (except I get to skip the small talk and shit) :)
As engagement seems closer with my X -- I am left pondering many major things now that the dust has settled.
He is now able to talk about me/our plans with his parents without them throwing a tantrum, threatening to disown him or commit suicide so that's progress.
They still won't meet me and his brother is still a shit head -- did I ever tell you the story of when I met the brother?? Gosh, it was so traumatizing. Not sure if I can dig deep and get back to that day/write it down if I haven't already. Someone comment and let me know if I did or not.
Anyhow -- I wonder if I ever want to be associated with Armenian people. When X has an Armenian friend come visit, I automatically have this distaste towards them due to how shitty his family has been towards me. It's awful! It's become a prejudice against them due to their prejudice against me which isn't healthy or conducive for a happy future. It just sucks to think there is a whole army of small minded Armenians who will want to tear me and my future family apart because I am not "one of them". We made it through what I assume is the worst of it but I don't even want my kids to have an Armenian last name. I told X that I planned to tell everyone we were Persian and drop this whole Armenian thing completely. Which I know I shouldn't say because that's mean but his parents are mean and WAAAHHHHHH.
What to do, what to do.
Living with Arash is still amazing, gets better and better everyday. When I got back from Mexico he was still away and I was so bored and so lonely without him. SO glad he is back home. (No, we aren't falling in love) I love him but not in that other kind of way. He is perfect, I wish that situation was a romantic one but it's not and he's the best best friend a gal could ask for.
And I only said ^ because it'd be way easier to marry a Persian who is super Americanized and has a really nice and diverse family like his. But that is not the hand of cards I was dealt so lemme get back to dealing with crazy Armenians.
That's all for now -- stay tuned for some guest writers, some Arash dating stories, some insight as to why I think life single might be way easier than life attached, and the debate of working when you have kids vs. becoming a stay at home mom.
xo
Elle
PS I missed writing, sorry for the hiatus!!
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