Less Cocktails more...

These hiatuses from writing always end up being so much longer than I intend them to be. 

Let me tell you something people I am a planner, a scheduler, and agenda maker, so I could kick myself for not scheduling time to sit down and write in my blog more often than I do.

It's not hard, I have a zillion thoughts running through my mind at any second of the day. The tough part is figuring out what to write. What will interest people, what will interest people that clicked on a blog called Cocktails and Confetti. That struggle is real. When I started this blog a little over two years ago I was recently single, living in the city, literally drinking cocktails and waking up with confetti in my hair. Those days were a complete blur (some of the best) but they feel so far away now.

My life has done a 180 since starting this blog and honestly, I have thought about changing the name several times, I mean what good is a blog title that I can't even relate to anymore. It could more accurately be called Wine and Cheese, Miller Lite and Chicken Wings - those pairs are more my style now a days. I don't wake up with confetti in my hair trying to piece together the night before, I wake up with a game plan for the day and errands to run.

At first I was really depressed about that, I mean don't get me wrong I am not depressed with any aspect of my life but it was a huge milestone to realize that this blog that I started just for fun has become a place of harsh reality. I mean I used to write these blog posts hungover on a Sunday morning in my bed while binge watching trashy tv for several hours; texting friends from the night before figuring who went home with who, who was the drunkest girl at the party, where my credit card ended up...you get the picture.  Now I sit here in bed (I haven't gotten any less lazy, don't worry) still on a Sunday but with a glass of wine before I get ready to make dinner...talk about a 180. 

I often sit down and contemplate starting a new blog, with a new title, a theme, a purpose, you know something that I could write in every week, something that would keep readers coming back, something I could schedule and plan out...but then I think how boring. The whole point of this blog was to rant, to express, to literally put my thoughts in writing so I could organize them and figure out what I was doing. This wasn't about being scheduled, it wasn't about being on time, it wasn't even for other people - it was all for me. I am 100% grateful for anyone who comes across this blog and decides to spend any of their time reading this since these posts are my experiences, my opinions, my lessons learned...

I am not going to promise that this is epiphany, that I will change who I am, that I will write more, that I will go out and drink cocktails, and have wild crazy nights where I wake up to my apartment covered in confetti. That's not what this blog is about. (also I feel like I promise that to my readers, like once a year - insert eye rolling emoji here.) This post is literally to acknowledge how far I have come. 

This blog has become more of a symbol of where I have been, how crazy and unpredictable life can be. Two years ago if you would have told me that I would be with living with my boyfriend, working at a place I love, owning the world's greatest dog, and being extremely happy with my life I would have laughed at you and offered you a cocktail. But here we are. It only makes me excited and anxious for where I will be in the next two years - hopefully with the same man & the same dog :)

Wherever you are reading this blog, cheers to this crazy unpredictable life!