August 19, 2013

B is for

Broke. Which is what my satellite was. And the satellite blew up the wireless, so we’ve been without internet access for a couple of weeks. Not that it mattered so much, because it was summer. But since it was broke, I have gotten VERY behind on my emails, which is why I just realized that my financial aid for school didn’t go through, because while I made changes to my FAFSA, I never officially re-submitted it (oops), which means that my classes, that are scheduled to start on Wednesday, were dropped, because I didn’t make a payment, and had no pending aid.

So now, I’ve officially re-submitted everything, and I have my fingers crossed that it all goes through ASAP. In the meantime, I’m not going to worry about it, because that’s just what happens sometimes.

Besides, it will give me a little bit extra time to study up on new health laws because *jazz hands* I’m going to finally get my cosmetology license transferred to Virginia. But…. I have to take their state exam, because I haven’t worked in a salon in the last two years. But I’m excited to legally cut hair in VA. LIKE, WHOA. 

B is also for BINGHAM, which is my last name. I don’t really have much more to say about that. I’m married, I love the guy, and I even like him most days.

B is for BOOKS, because I’m sort of a book worm. I’m a reader… always have been, always will be. I love a good story, and even though eReaders are nice, actual books with worn bindings and yellowed pages make my heart sing. My favorite kinds of books are historical fiction and science fiction. And also, children’s fiction, and occasionally, a good horror, preferably gothic. I also will read just about anything that has to do with vampires, werewolves, ghosts, monsters, and other horrible creatures that may or may not really exist.

I also like to read children’s nonfiction, because I feel like they give you quite a lot of information in a great way. Right now, we have someone obsessed with the solar system, so we have a library date tomorrow, because we just HAVE to know about SATURN and MARS and such. Also, whenever my kids ask me what a word means, I make them look it up in the dictionary. (You have GOT to have a dictionary) (I wish I had a set of Encyclopedias…)

B is for BLOGGING. I used to be a really awesome blogger. Now I’m just an okay blogger, and I like it much better. I run two websites that are pretty successful, although they have been really sad lately on account of my satellite problems: Mormon Mommy Blogs, and Peonies and Poppyseeds.

A couple of years ago, I helped organize and run a very successful blogging conference. It was a lot of work, and a lot of fun. But it also helped me realize that while I liked blogging, I didn’t want it to be my profession. In the last three years, I’ve gotten mostly out of the social media scene. (unless you’re talking Instagram. I stinking love that one. I’m @poppyseedblog)  I still love reading blogs, and am so thankful of all the friendships and opportunities that I have had because I’m a blogger.

I definitely still consider myself a blogger, I’m just better at separating online and offline life. Deciding to chillax on the social media fronts has let me enjoy the parts of the blogging that I love best.

B is for BED, which is my arch nemesis. I have always been a light sleeper, and never required much sleep at that. But after a bunch of medical problems that began during pregnancy and bad habits that were picked up over the years, I have had to re-train my body to sleep at regular intervals. This is something that I still struggle with, but it has greatly improved over the last few months in large part due to my new neurologist. (You know how you think your doctor is okay, and gets the job done, and then you go to a new doctor, and you’re like WOW, you’re GOOD. That’s how I feel about my neuro.) They ran new tests, started new meds, told me not only what I should be doing, but how to get there, and where to start. My brain isn’t all foggy, and I have more energy. I don’t have issues with getting into bed and getting and staying asleep anymore, and it is absolutely fantastic. (Though I still require a daily nap… Thank you, Multiple Sclerosis.)