'Let's preface this by saying that until a week ago I didn't know the song "Changes" was a David Bowie song.
Y'see, when I was a kid I thought Billy Idol was David Bowie and I just didn't have any clue what David Bowie sounded like. I didn't realize my heinous mistake until I told my boyfriend that my favorite David Bowie song was "White Wedding" and he nearly spit his drink. To this day, my instinct is still that Billy Idol songs "sound" like David Bowie and David Bowie's songs are a faceless mystery.
But, I digress. This post isn't about David Bowie at all. I just wanted to reference "Changes".
Because yes, there are a lot of changes going on here, folks. And it's all horrible, wonderful, electric excitement.
Tomorrow, boyfriend and I close on our house. Yes, our house like big time adults. It's our perfect little hovel with tons of trees, a little lake, just enough bedrooms, a great gaming den, extra bathrooms, a nice kitchen, an open office for me, a nice garage and shed for boyfriend, etc., etc.
When we started looking for houses, we sat down and listed all the things we needed, wanted, and things that we'd prefer.
And this house, somehow, fell out of thin air and hit all of them. I always put pantry on my list, but never expected to get one. And boyfriend always wanted landed, but I didn't want a field, so a 1.5 acre chunk of forest? An absolute dream.
We also liked the concept of a neighborhood, but didn't want to be too close to neighbors. So this chunky, old neighborhood with breaks of nature preserves was even more of a dream.
I still am baffled by it all.
Then work. My current gigs are getting steady and I have a new upcoming one that will round me out to being paid like an adult. Still lower-end, but it means my freelance career is making progress. That's astronomical. Better, I've been missing my environmental side so it'll be awesome to use that knowledge again. Animals and nature have always been a huge part of who I am.
Then book writing. I re-published Blue, I'm in late stages of editing Red, and I'm starting to write Yellow. I plan on hardcore NanoWriMo-ing Yellow this November to get a first draft together ASAP. Past that, the groundwork for a fantasy book is really exciting and I can't wait to toss my soul into that once a Yellow draft is done.
And once my office is done and I can afford to get a mic? I can't wait to try the read-aloud and reaction concept I came up with for the YouTube channel I am always desperate to try. I may suck at speeches, but this way I can say what I want and have fun with it. I won't read other people's work, but my own? Holy shit I have so much material I can have fun reading or poke fun at.
I just am so excited for what's coming up.
Sometimes I just have to sit back and be excited that this is my life. I am a writer, a girlfriend, a dog mom, a homeowner, so many things that (at one point) I was very afraid I wouldn't have.
And soon I hope to stop scraping and really knock my work out of the park. Because creation is my dream. Slowly but surely, it's happening.
Oh, and I'm turning 24 on Monday.
With all these dreams out ahead and so close, happy birthday to me. I think it's already the best one I've ever had.