Catching Up - Part 1

Okay, it is now almost 1/4 of the way through the new year, and it is about damn time I start writing in this blog again. What is the point of having it if I don't?

SOOOOO much has happened in my life in the last year-plus that there really is no good way to go about getting you up to speed. I figure that if there is no good place to start I can just start anywhere, so that's what I'm going to do. That being said, welcome to a new segment I like to call "Catching Up"!

I have a cat. His name is Oscar.
The HR manager at my company found a stray mama cat and kittens last fall, and she decided to take them in and find homes for them. I opted to take the only male kitten, and I named him Oscar after Maron's favorite book, 'Oscar and the Moon Cats'.

 

This is Oscar

 

 

 

This is the rest of him.

 

 

 

 

He was about 4 1/2 months old when I brought him home. He's now 9 months old, and he is gigantic. He is super cute, super soft, and he is a super mama's boy. (Honestly, he's SO clingy! If he was a boyfriend I'd have broken up with him by now.) He follows me to and fro over every inch of the apartment, and he is especially fond of falling over right in front of my feet as I'm walking down the 2 steps from the entryway to the kitchen. And if I sit down for more than 3 nanoseconds, Oscar is RIGHT THERE, going for my lap or my shoulder or both (because let's face it - he's big enough). He is a super sweet cat, and he has shown nothing but love and infinite tolerance for my kids, who love to pet him and pick him up ineffectively (he's so big they can't get their little arms around him properly). I am terribly fond of this little (huge) guy, and the fact that he came into my life when and how he did just shows, once more, that the Universe knows what it's doing far better than I do.

 

Thus ends Part 1 of Catching Up.

I have my own place. Half the time it's me and the girls, and the other half of the time it's just me. But no matter what, there is always, ALWAYS Oscar.

 



A New Year

See that? I went and had a super-long absence from this blog again. What the hell Micah?

I have lots of excuses... busy life, exhaustion, so much going on that I don't know where to start... but really, excuses are all they are.

It's 2016 now. A new year, and a new chance to improve upon myself and my life. I have lots talk about, but my motivation to set time aside to sit down and write has been overpowered by exhaustion and, let's face it, flat out laziness, But I shall do better! And I'll make you a promise right now. If the Seahawks win their next playoff game today (you HAVE heard that they're on the road to the Superbowl again, haven't you?), I promise that I will sit down and do a proper life update on this blog within the following 48 hours. How's that for a slice of fried gold?

Of course, if the worst should happen and the Hawks leave Carolina in defeat this afternoon, there's no telling WHEN you will hear from me again. So keep your fingers crossed, yeah?

Checking In

I have been neglecting this blog again, though at least it hasn't been that long of an absence this time. And contrary to what you might think, I haven't been avoiding posting here because I have nothing to write about. Quite the opposite, actually.... you see, there has been SO MUCH going on in my life for the last 9 months that I hardly know where to begin. Ups, downs, diagonals - every day and week and month of my life. Sometime all in the same day, sometimes in the same damn hour. I shall endeavor to do better going forward, and as I have the time and the confidence to write about my life, I promise I will slowly but surely get the blog-o-sphere up to date on everything that has happened/is happening/will happen in my life. Fair?

New Home

It's been almost 2 weeks now since I've moved into my apartment, and I have to say that I am really enjoying it here.

The last time I lived on my own, the Twin Towers were still standing, and you could still take pocket knives and lighters onto airplanes.

It's so much different being on my own... I forgot what it's like to experience real, honest solitude. It's so much different than the lives I've lived for the last twelve and a half years. I have experienced peace, quiet, a little bit of loneliness, but mostly gratitude. I am grateful that I have the means to live on my own and support myself. I am grateful that I have found a wonderful place to live, and I'm very much looking forward to having my girls over here for the first time. That will effectively end the peace and solitude, but in the most wonderful way. I'm not quite ready to house them yet, but by next weekend I will be prepared to have my girls over here and to make them comfortable and safe.

Moving On, Moving Out

Just a quick note.

I know it's been forever and a day since I've posted anything on this blog. What can I say? A lot of things happened in 2014. A lot.

The biggest and most glaring thing that happened in the past year is that my husband and I have separated. We are no longer compatible with each other, and I am moving on from this to get on with my life and be the person that I want to be, in the way I want to be it.

Today is the start of moving day for me. I have found a nice 2-bedroom apartment within 15-20 minutes of this (Steve's) house. I will sign my lease this afternoon, and will be living there on my own half of the time. The other half of the time the girls will be staying with me, as Steven and I have agreed to share custody of our children 50/50.

I suppose there are a lot of thinge to be said on this matter, but I have neither the time nor the energy to say them now.

I'll be back when I acquire a computer and internet access in my new home.

~Micah

Time For Change



Another year has come and gone, and (shockingly) I have yet to start getting any younger. I'm 32 years into the only life I'm going to get, and I've decided that it is (FINALLY!) time to take control of my it. Once and for all.

 

Today I've started on a path to change my body, my eating habits and my entire attitude toward health and fitness. This is all based on a book called Metabolism Miracle by Dianne Kress. I'll spare you the lengthy details about the principles of it; you can read about it yourself if your interested enough.

 

Anyway, this is the end of day 1 of Step 1 of the program, and I did very well today. I exercised this morning, ate the right foods for breakfast and lunch, drank 160 oz of water, and ate a wholely carb-free dinner. (Yes, yes, I know... another carb-free diet, yada yada. But this is different; it's only carb-free for the first 8 weeks, so nyah!)

 

This was tonight's dinner. Not nearly as luscious and decadent as the homemade lasagna I had last night, but after eating it I didn't feel wildly uncomfortable and full of shame. So I guess that in and of itself is a big change.

 

So here's to 2014. A new year, a new chance, a new me.

Darkness Falls

For every joy there is a sorrow.
For every smile there is a frown.
For ever sparkle of the eye
There is a tear drop that has
Yet to fall.
For every happy memory
There is a haunting nightmare.
For every action there is a regret.

No one can predict the future,
Any more than they can change the past.

Live truly and deeply in the now,
For that is all there is.

~M. Haag 10/29/06