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Where Have I Been?

It's been quiet on the blog lately but that doesn't mean it's been quiet in my head or life. Here are some quick updates:

Where I've been...


  • Avoiding the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge- I was nominated twice (sorry ladies that nominated me- I clearly never followed through). While I love what this campaign accomplished in terms of fundraising and bringing attention to this horrible disease, I really struggled with the trend it had become. Many people were just doing it to participate in the fad, rather than taking time to learn and research about ALS and that really bothered me. While I could have made an awareness video myself instead of participating by dumping cold water and ice over my head, I just made a commitment to myself to continue to support organizations I believe in and friends in their efforts and passion causes. Plus, I'm an individual who would rather donate time to a cause and be 'on the ground' making things happen (i.e.: volunteering at the cat shelter or at our campus food pantry are some previous opportunities I've taken advantage of).
  • Sleeping- I'm excited to report my bouts of insomnia have greatly dwindled and when I do have issues sleeping, it's usually because of some little fur babies I know who decide that they want breakfast at 4:30am.  Of course there's issues every now and again, and I feel like I'm probably still catching up on the sleep I was deprived from this summer, but I can usually count on a very solid 5 hours at least, which is life altering.
  • Turning 30 again- And celebrated too :) This year I held the @rdubaton Instagram account (it's a collaborative project where someone different has the account every day to show off what they love about the city/Triangle area). So I got to do/go to some of my fave places to celebrate my birthday- it was great. And I spent the day before at the beach... not the most ideal weather that day but it was nice to be at the beach regardless. And if you couldn't tell, overall I'm in denial about getting another year older. Turning 30 is tough every year y'all.
  • Not dating- ... and not for lack of trying. Since the end of my relationship last fall, I've tried a variety of 'tools' to help connect me with people. I've had some dates. Nothing that has aligned with what I'm looking for in a partner and not a lot of connections to select from.  Am I being too picky? I don't think so-- I have an idea of what I'm looking for in a partner and there are some things I just won't compromise on. And some things these men do... lord almighty. One asked me to hold onto his dog's leash (we'd brought our dogs on our date) so he could go to the bathroom because 'he thought he could hold it but has to go so bad he's doing the pee pee dance.' (No, he didn't have children)



I promise to be more diligent about posting and writing about my more regular adventures with running/exercising, health attempts (food fails/successes, new fads) and general funny stories or experiences. Until then...

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