Seriously, I feel guilty I haven't posted anything this year since January. Oh wait there is nothing to post really. My life is an abyss of Interide. All I do is work, come home, wake up and do it over again. "Now, Camille that's not all you do." Sometimes that's what it feels like. There have been nights I didn't get off work till 7 or later. Shoot me now! But I am grateful for the work experience and the income.
Kelly has been working just as much with Ecolab and The Carpet Solution. He is getting busier each month with carpet appointments. So if you need carpets in your house cleaned, call Kelly.
So far this year we both turned 28. Yeah! We just had our 6 year anniversary. We have lived in our house for about 3 years now and have had our Harley girl 5 years. A couple of milestones this year. We haven't taken a vacation yet this year. I feel really boring right about now. I seriously feel bad for you if you are still reading this post.
I was reminiscing awhile ago about the good old days as Kelly and I took a couple of trips to Bear Lake this year and passed through Logan. I guess I just miss days of being carefree, cheap rent and pretending you were doing something important like getting a BA in Journalism. None of this grown up stuff like re-financing your mortgage, seeing all your friends have kids and having just plain grown up jobs (sort of). When the only disappointment was not getting into the classes you wanted. None of this serious heartache. Alright enough Eyore talk.
As I feel myself slipping slowly into depression I am thinking of ways to get myself out of it. Hence my 5 am running sessions. I know crazy, but I love it. I used to go every morning before school in high school and I forgot how much I missed it. There is something about seeing the neighborhood slowly wake up. (I don't take headphones cause I'm afraid a crazy serial killer is following me and I won't hear him.) So much clarity. From this I decided to start writing stories. I don't know what will come of them, or even if I will share any, but that's my therapy so to speak. The cure for depression is lots of hobbies. So I'm up for any suggestions (besides crafting. I have given up on that).
I still remain dead set against facebook. I don't need to know what burger joint you are eating at. So maybe I will try to revive the blog. Onwards!!
My sisters and I did do a race in May, I think. The Bear Lake Marathon, Half, 10k and 5k. The sisters in black did the 5k. It was Beth's first race so we took it easy. Cyndi had to show us up and do the half. It was fun to spend the weekend with my best friends and have fun. Yes we did coordinate the black, because it's slimming.