This is 30. Gross.

 I definitely wouldn't say that the past month of being 30 has been a walk in the park - at this point I would much rather take a walk through a park on a dark lit path with the chance that a man with a scream mask and a sickle is waiting for me at the end.

Kidding. 

I moved into a new house and I'm navigating living on my own but all over again in this new space, I'm trying to figure what the heck I want to do relationship wise (hint hint - I was not made for hookup culture. Tried it, will never try it again.), I'm looking for a new job and I'm trying to "love myself" again. Gross, I know. It. Has. Been. Hell. 

I just passed the anniversary of being single for a year and WOO it was exhilarating. I spent the whole time crying. And contrary to popular belief, geminis do cry - a lot. Okay, maybe that's just me. But really the best part about this whole experience is that I feel like I can reinvent myself if I wanted to. I can be whoever I want and do whatever I please. SOOOO fun. Woo-Hoo. Spiritually, I'm a 9. Emotionally, I'm at a 6. Mentally, I'm at a solid 4. And we aren't even on the chart for physically right now - so don't ask. Needless to say, I have some work to do.

And how am I going to start this process? Well as a master procrastinator and queen of displacing my priorities, I for sure just re-downloaded Sims 4 onto my laptop so if you need me - you know where I'll be. But really, I'm excited to see where I'll be 6 months from now. Hopefully a liiiiittle bit more thriving than I currently am.