This morning I got a lovely little notice from WordPress.
You signed up for WordPress.com four years ago!
Wow. Can you believe it? Four years since my first post here. I didn’t even have a blog title then–although that didn’t last long, and surprisingly it stuck. I was overwhelmed with life: my first apartment, my last few weeks of college, breaking up with my boyfriend, and not knowing what I would face after graduation. It’s been quite a trip since, but I’m very much the same person. My first post’s sign off was, “Here I am, the big kid with an apartment and a blog.”
Some things don’t change.
I can’t believe I missed my own birthday/anniversary! Today as I sat at the sorority house while some of my sisters were getting ready to go out, I realized that I had started blogging this time last year.
I’d say a lot has happened in that year. I graduated. I got a part-time job, more gigs in the mag world, and into grad school. I learned to cook more things than just cheese tortillas (boiling water for pasta was a big step). I became addicted to Netflix. I had a random guy ask me for my number for the first time. I visited Boston. I saw some amazing concerts and signed my first apartment lease. I did some things I had always wanted, and definitely discovered some new things about myself.
I wasn’t ready for a lot of it. I’m not as ‘disheveled’ as I was in my first post– although I’m still quite uncertain. But it’s cool. I like where I’m at, who I’m with, and where I’m going. And there are a lot more unexpected things to come.