The situation that arose yesterday is somewhat resolved, but we’re not out of the water yet.

I’m back, but I’m going to try to keep a tight rein on my posting so I don’t end up confessing things to the Internet that I don’t need to be, or saying angry things when I should be keeping them to myself.
This has also forced me to just have conversations with people instead of ranting to the internet at large, which I think is much healthier.

If you could still continue to pray for me and my family, that would be awesome. Personally I’m still feeling a lot of things even though this wasn’t about me at all. I’m just gonna try to deal with them in ways besides internet raging.

I would love to have a chat with you if you wanna ask me about stuff. :) Thanks for reading my ramblings.

Sometimes I think of making a “favorite people on Tumblr” page but then I just get overwhelmed because I have SO MANY FAVORITE PEOPLE and I’d want to tell people WHY you’re my favorites which would take a long time since I could pretty much write essays for every person and it would be such a big girl job because I am bursting with love for so many people for so many reasons on this dang website.

reason why

My gosh, I just remember the first couple days I felt okay again. My smile became genuine. It surprised me in the mirror, in pictures. I was startled by the something inside me that was convincingly happy. Because it wasn’t me, the me I had known for so long. I was new. And the joy was real. I could even see it in myself, and the change was utterly shocking.

I know it’s typically frowned upon to have your entire Tumblr rest upon an Instagram feed.
But even that much was an accomplishment for me this weekend. Hang in there.
I just played volleyball for three days straight, no big deal.
And I thought I did a pretty good job. Playing AND blogging.

I feel weird because sometimes, I’m SO GREAT at getting back to people, whether it’s on Tumblr, Facebook, whatever. But sometimes I neglect it altogether.

I hope people don’t think I hate them specifically. It’s just that I wasn’t having a very social day that day so I missed my chance. And today I’m like ! talk to ALL the people ! Please don’t not talk to me. I do still like you. The end.

By the way, I just sort of love volleyball…just a little bit.
I love the way it consumes my life and I love the pain and the sweat and I can’t get enough.

I changed my Tumblr to Spanish for kicks

Because I’m bilingual, you know. Or trying. Whatever.

And the dashboard is now the “escritorio” which means writing desk.

I am scrolling my writing desk.

What a classy señorita I am.

The stereo lives! I let it dry out unplugged for a week after the whole PROTECT thing happened, and tonight I fired it up again. I’m thankful that it’s alright. It had me worried there.

Can’t sleep. So of course I would find some free Android motocross game. Although he should be wearing more gear, with how much I crash him. Maybe then he wouldn’t groan so much.

I just really love the fact that anywhere you are, there are at least a couple geocaches within 2-3 miles. It psychs me out, alright? 
I feel like distributing my gum wrapper flowers into all the big ones around here. I probably wouldn’t take anything because they’re gum wrappers. Or maybe a simple note or something. Something that’s unmistakably me. And then maybe people around here will realize they’re all from the same person and I can be basically famous, in an underground sort of way.
/victorianerdrants