Difference of 14 Days

Hello Lovelies!

Exactly two weeks ago I woke up in Limon, CO, went to breakfast at an IHOP, left the table, and threw up in the bathroom. I was nervous and dehydrated. This morning when I woke up I felt a pinch of anxiety, but I am happy and no longer fearful of what the next 9.5 months will bring. Sundays for me are historically anxiety provoking, but today was such a wonderful day. Could not have asked for a better day. I woke up at noon to people I can actually call friends being really loud in the room right across from me in attempt to wake me up. How nice is that? Waking up and instantly being around people that are genuinely making me happy. I have been laughing a TON. My roommate is great. The girl who lives directly from me is absolutely hilarious. I have 3 other people that I am calling my friends. I have been doing a lot of things with these people. Lying in bed this morning I was a little bit anxious because it was my first free day since last Sunday (yesterday I went to the YMCA to set up a Halloween party to get hours for my independent service project… we need 80 total hours). I felt pressure to make it a good day. When I got out of bed and over to my friend’s room a hike was suggested. Cool. I thought I wanted to be lazy today, but it’s really great to have people who like to DO things. I feel like I’ve been pretty active in the past two weeks (not just physically, but seeing movies, going downtown, running, and searching for live music venues). It was a gorgeoussss day! Like 70 degrees and sunny. I drove up to Boulder with 3 other girls to hike the flat iron #1 (I think). It was the same exact hike that I did with Ben almost 2 weeks ago. It was amazing the difference that 2 weeks of acclimating to the altitude has done. I stopped far less on the way up. I did not feel like I was going to collapse. I got so dirty (the dirt is really dusty on the path). It was awesome. My black Nikes are brown right now. I have a layer of dirt and sweat on me. I feel amazing!! After the hike we went to the Cheba Hut which is a sub place that Ben introduced me to in Boulder. As good as I remembered. Boulder is just such a freaking cool city. I could definitely see myself living there for a year sometime (can’t stay in one place too long). There are dogs, active people, and hipsters everywhere. Lovely! Two weeks ago I threw up from anxiety of not being comfortable in my program, not being inspired, and not finding people that I can relate to or have fun with. It’s gone. I’m not going to lie, orientation is boring, but I’m so content and optimistic for the year. For the first time since last fall I am feeling hints of inspiration. These two weeks have not been completely positive… My skin is freaking out. My skin is as dry as it would normally get in January… It’s only the middle of October… I’m scared. I’ve had to switch to head and shoulders. God. I actually carry chapstick around with me… and use it. I need to find a better face cleaning/moisturizing system. Ok that’s enough complaining. I’m going to shower and watch Practical Magic.

PEACE