I'm just telling stories, Trust Me

I'm not saying that I've been doing important stuff.  Things you would be jealous of.

I've been elsewhere.

Now it's 6 months of San Diego life and here we are.  First blog in years.  Days.  Months.  Actually 6 months basically... as I just denoted.

2 months into my full time job at a University in a gorgeous location, with gorgeous people and a gorgeous potential and goal.  I'm lucky.

We've been so busy lately trying to recoup from my months of job searching.  I've cut all shopping which has been tough.  In a city full of vintage finds I have to use a lot of self control--telling myself that we'll scrape by now in order to be safe and happy later.  That's one reason why I've cut back on the blogging life.  I get inspired by blogs to be different, in my vintage stylings.  It tends to make me want to find new pieces.

Not that we aren't safe and happy now.  We're definitely not suffering at all.  We're just trying to get to a point where we can feel at ease with our bills and such.  Maybe that doesn't exist.  I think it does though.  I'm a giver and want to be able to do that.  So cutting certain things are worth it.

It's easier when you have free beaches and parks and friends who invite you over.

Wherever we are now though is a place I love.  Discovering ourselves in this new city.  Exploring new friendships and places.

Dang,  I'm even a blondie of sorts now.

I promise that I've missed you and thought of you often.

I have your picture under my pillow and caress it at night.
I DO.

Not really.

I'm not saying that I'm going to be blogging regularly again.  I know that it doesn't matter that I write this either.  Maybe it does.  I do promise that I'm loving everything.

Yours Truly,
Weeds

Alli G came to visit in San Diego!

"I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is as strong as death, and be on my side forever and ever. I want someone who will destroy and be destroyed by me." 
— Jeanette Winterson (Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit)