Despite my internet silence, I have spent most of the past month or so musing my impending doom and slow march towards 30.
I have been thinking a whole bunch of meaningless, cliched thoughts when I wake up in the middle of the night and it all came down to this.
Its been a cardinal rule of my life that a Kitchen-Aid mixer is a reward for getting married and laying down the groundwork for making grandbabies.
I do not really need any reasons to get married, and I do not really need any reasons not to get married, because in this one part of my life - I feel pretty empowered and in a "good place."
But there was something about this carrot being dangled that felt unjust. Why should I have to wait for this good thing? No matter when (if?) I get married, there is whipped cream to be made right now.
So I carped the newegg deal and bought myself this lovely Blackhawks-Red mixer for an incredibly reasonable price (and two day shipping).
Its only been one day (and one oversized batch of delicious mashed potatoes) but it feels like Miso & Hazel's baby sister has been here the whole time.
I only have a week and a day left of my 20's and I going to try very hard to find other ways to remind myself that the only rules I need to consider following are the ones I make for myself.