Quick Post: A Weird Day

Everyone has a weird day once in a while and one of mine happened to be today.

(Although it was delightful.)

I awoke before 5 a.m. this morning as my sweetie got ready and left for his early morning flight out of Green Bay, Wisconsin to Texas for a company conference. It was the first time this year I have been up before the sun. It was wonderful to watch it rise and yet strange because it is already SO cold outside. I left the patio door open for about twenty minutes to listen for my boyfriend's plane take off, and the inside temperature dropped to 62. Brrrrr. That's probably why I made a pot of coffee, which I haven't done in months!




He left five secret notes around the apartment for me and so far I have only found #2, 3, and 4. I'm not sure where #1 or 5 is yet. Most of them so far have been in food containers. Hopefully I don't eat one.







Then, I tried to go accomplish another one of my 22 challenges, but was led to disappointment when the place was closed for some reason. I was trying attend a committee meeting, (I'm still going to try this next month, so I won't give too much away), and they had not posted online any indication of the closure. So disappointed, I drove back home. I'll email them so I'm ready for next time!

I will be by myself for a couple of days. I do not think I've ever been completely alone for this long of a time period. Today was weird trying to get used to being surrounded by silence. Things may just get weirder...

Challenges #1 and #2

For the month of August, I tried two new things - Golf and Manual Driving.

While, I would not say I mastered either, I am determined to keep working on them. For the golf challenge, I went to Ledgeview Golf Course. I played mini golf before, but never tried the big boy version. My mentor and I went to the driving range so I could learn to swing and hit a ball. I knew it would be hard but man! I was glad not many people were practicing. I often hit the ground, swung up a ton of dirt, and had pitiful hits that sent the ball only a couple yards. Even worse were the moments I missed completely. I think one problem was the clubs were too big; however, as time went on I did hit farther. Several made it out to the first flag (about 93 yards) and a couple of them made it out to the second flag (about 117 yards). By the time we finished off a six dollar bucket of balls, my hands were sore! I definitely held on too hard. The next day my arms were sore along with a part of my waist from the twist/swing motion. I did not realize golf was so physical! 

The second new thing, Manual Driving or as I call it Stick Shift, was more emotionally trying. First of all, I was using another person's car. Second, I was terrified I would crash it into a pole or car. I did not. I did rev the engine a couple of times and killed it a plenty. For the first twenty minutes, I practiced in a large (empty) company parking lot on the weekend. I noticed a man watching by the building, and he later came over. He asked us to move somewhere else as it was technically private property, but I know he had a good laugh. He was nice and we moved on to find another space. By the end of my first attempt, I learned to start, stop, and shift into second gear. While I am not comfortable driving on the streets yet, I can at least begin to drive a manual car!

These two new activities challenged me both physically and emotionally, but it feels great to accomplish something new! I want to keep developing these skills, especially the stick shift driving. I'm excited to see what the month of September has to offer and I'll be sure to keep you guys posted! One thing I have already learned from this challenge is that I need to smash the word - "can't."

Have a great Labor Day weekend everyone!

New Challenges For This Twenty-Two Year Old

"Take your risks now, as you grow older you become more fearful and less flexible. And I mean that literally. I hurt my knee this week on a treadmill, and it wasn't even on."   - Amy Poehler

I turned twenty-two last Saturday in Michigan thanks to a wonderful vacation present from my boyfriend. We took off from Wisconsin on his motorcycle and proceeded through beautiful weather and roads around Lake Michigan for nearly six hours. Two sore butt cheeks later, we are settling into our teeny-tiny hotel room looking out at Mackinac Island. It was perfect.

Also a perfect escape. Now that I have graduated from college and am sending applications to a couple dozen companies, I do not have time to be a child much longer... or do I? I thought about how my parents grew up, how cousins grew up, and how frankly I want to grow up. I'm still young, and I did not want to fall into the age old cycle of work - TV - eat - sleep - repeat the daily grind.

So, I've issued a challenge for myself. This year I will try twenty-two new things. Key being it's new. This will push me into uncomfortable areas, maybe fears, and hopefully by the time I turn twenty-three I will have plenty of advice to give myself. haha. But I really do want to do this as a growing experience for myself and to extend my experiences, relationships, and over-all quality of life. One big motivation for me is a tragic event that happened to my ex-coworker/friend back in April. She is a great mentor and I look up to her in more than just professional ways. Her family life was the epitome of what I wanted and her husband was as equally a brilliant and caring man. My boyfriend and I both respected and saught to be as accomplished as they were by the time we reached their age. (We were about twelve years apart.) They were runners, healthy, incredibly accomplished in their fields, and brought a baby girl  into the world, to which my boyfriend and I have had the pleasure of babysitting. Not only had they achieved all these things, they were hilarious, kind, adventurous, and over-all the best human beings in the world.

View from Fort Mackinac.

Sadly, while out on a run, her husband collapsed due to an unknown heart defect. He died that night. The next morning, I received a text from my supervisor while in a Starbucks, accompanying my boyfriend to the interview that would later turn into his career. We were struck hard. My boyfriend had worked with him and I knew him through my co-worker and babysitting their child. One of the hardest things for me to grasp was that the girl (who had JUST turned one) would never know the awesomeness of her father.

Even though he is no longer around, my friend still takes their baby girl on adventures and continues to live life through experiences as I know she would do if her husband was still alive. This spirit encourages me to make the most of my time here. Twenty-two new things should be a piece a cake in a year. Seriously, that's only two a month. I cannot fear what life has in store for me, but simply trek on with family, friends, and kindness. So bring on twenty-two years of life!