What. A. Year.
2021, you truly tested me. Like most others, I’ve spent a lot of my time recently reflecting on all that this year has blessed and challenged me with. There’s been lots of laughs, concerts, dates, new friendships, self-improvement, crying, mental breakdowns, and loss. So, in this blog, I’m going to be sharing some of my best and worst moment of 2021. And here’s to hoping that 2022 will be my year, because that’s something we’re all supposed to say. Right???
The time I got a breast reduction-
Damn. It’s been just a little over a year since I had my breast reduction. Last year, I spent New Year’s Eve curled up on a couch, icing my tits, instead of shaking them in some guys face. Kidding. But 2021 New Years was very uneventful for me. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little bit excited to ring in 2022 with a bang. ; )
But let’s circle back to me getting a breast reduction in mid-December of 2020. Best. Decision. Ever. My neck, my back… no longer hurt. And not to mention the confidence boost. It’s pretty nice when your massive tits are no longer the first topic of discussion.
So, compromising a little bit of scarring to rid the constant neck, shoulder and back pain- totally worth it.
The time I made a few new friends-
If you told me a year ago today some of the people who I’d be spending so much of my time with in 2021, I would have never believed you. A kid from high school who was in my little sister’s grade? No way. Meeting new friends at a CrossFit gym? No way. Becoming best friends with coworkers? No way.
Yet, 2021 you surprised me and blessed me with some damn good friends.
The time I made an ass out of myself-
So which time are we talking? Yeah, I had a few moments in 2021 that truly weren’t some of my best performances. Alcohol may or may not have been involved. But what I did learn from several of these encounters is that I’m no longer going to give my energy to negative people.
It’s unfortunate but running into those certain individuals who you literally can’t fucking stand is probably always going to happen in life, thanks small town living, but knowing how to control yourself in these situations can save you the second-hand embarrassment you’ll feel the day after.
Now I’m not going to say I regret all those encounters, because I don’t. But here’s to hoping in 2022 I can refrain from making an ass out of myself a few less times than I did in 2021.
The time I was a bartender-
This one seemed like a great idea. It really did. But as soon as I realized how sleep deprived I’d be and the fact that I wouldn’t be able to indulge in my weekend binge drinking habits, I knew it wasn’t going to work out. I mean, sleeping and drinking are like my two favorite things in life. Is that bad? Oh well.
Now if I wasn’t already working a full-time job, I would have loved bartending. The number of cute guys I got to meet on the regular, ugh. Ohhhh, and not to mention the ones who wanted to spoil me, that was nice too.
But, what I really realized is that I belong on the other side of the bar where I can slam a tequila shot or two, followed by some Michelob Ultras.
The time I swore he was the one-
The amount of times in 2021 I told my friends “this guy is it”, is simply embarrassing. Spoiler, not one of those guys worked out. Soooo, like not to be dramatic, but if 2022 isn’t the year I meet the love of my life, I’m done. That’s all.
The time I almost got a new piercing-
I’m not sure if many people know this about me or not, but I go through phases where I’m manic. These manic episodes can look anything like me going shopping and having the urge to buy a bunch of pointless shit because it brings me a high or deciding within a matter of seconds that I’m going to get a new tattoo or piecing.
During one of these episodes, I was dead set that I was going to get my kitty pierced. Not kidding. And to this day I’m actually still a little bummed that I wasn’t able to get it done.
Turns out you have to have a certain type of anatomy for them to be able to give you this specific piercing, the particular one being a Christina piercing.
Look it up, they’re actually really cute with some simple diamond sparkly jewelry.
Anyways, it’s probably for the best that I couldn’t get the piercing, but I did have the pleasure of showing my cooter to a complete stranger for fun.
Total bummer.
So, as 2021 ends, here’s to wishful thinking that 2022 will be filled with lots more positivity, laughs, good friends, love, growth, and a few better decisions.
-Your Basic Blonde
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