As you may remember, at the beginning of the year I decided to join in on the whole "New Year's Resolution" party. Well we are 1/3 of the way through the year and I suppose it's time to check in.
So how are we doing? Is my life crazy brand-new? Is it the exact same and maybe I'm wearing the same pajamas that I was when I wrote out my resolutions? Let's see!
Goal 1: Buy a House
Wow - I put the big one first, didn't I? After years of debt and laughable credit, I finally felt like maybe this year I could achieve my grownup dream of buying my very own house. So where am I?
You guys, it looks like I might actually do this one.
So, I got my pre-approval, I will likely have my down-payment (from the job I quit - I'll talk about this later) in a few weeks. I have an accepted offer and the house has passed inspection. If all goes according to plan this little fixer will be mine.
If it does work out, prepare for this blog to suddenly become Ijeoma's Blog of Talking About Her House All The Time. Also, you can all come over for dinner (before everything is covered in laundry like current domicile). If things don't work out, well that will be sad and awkward. I'll keep you posted.
Goal 2: Resist the Urge to Cut off all my Hair
I had to cut it. I just couldn't handle it anymore. I don't want long hair. I have wigs for that. I DO WHAT I WANT. Also, purple lipgloss is my new slow jam now.
Goal 3: I'm not the Person who Sleeps with Fucked Up People Anymore
My goal of dating people I like, sleeping with people I'm attracted to. All those things normal people do. Let me tell you, this one is a lot tougher than I thought it would be. Do you know what I'm really bad at? Grownup relationships, talking about feelings, daring to make plans more than two weeks in advance. I'm kind of a mess at it, a neurotic mess who constantly wants to yell "fuck it!" the moment I'm stressed. But I think I'm doing it, I'm doing okay? Right now it's worth it.
Goal 4: Change my Name
Ugh, this should be the easiest goal on here but THE DMV IS THE WORST. Like, part of my brain knows that an hour or two at the DMV is less worse than walking around with the last name Jacobson instead of the way awesomer Oluo forever, but is it really?
So this is where I am now. I'll keep you posted on everything as it progresses...you know, eventually.