Unfortunately-- this is sort of one of those posts.
I've spent a lot of time lately thinking about this blog, where I want it to go, what exactly I want to do with my life, and what my 1 year plan is. (I used to have longer plans, but more on that in a second.)
The truth is, I feel fairly confident in what I want to do here. I've let it be at a stalemate because of a couple things going on in my life, so this feels like a good time to generally catch everyone up on the last year of my life.
I like to give years themes.
2016 would be Change.
2017 hopes to be Consistency.
In January, I moved to Seattle to start what I thought was my dream job, but turned out to be a little bit more of a glorified secretary role in a baseball setting. I worked hard- I worked long hours- and I did my best to try to balance the fact that the people I cared about most were not close to me at all. ( And don't get me wrong. I loved it. Being able to be involved in what I was is super special- it's not lost on me. My contract was just different than my day to day job) Then one day, I was told I didn't have a job, and I was crushed.
Nothing prepares you for that moment. You've adjusted your whole life, you've made a three year plan, you're not near the only people you want when you get that news. Fortunately I'd made a couple of amazing friends in Seattle- HOLLAAAA Brynn, James, and Jackie, had one of my closest friends from home just living steps away to lean on, and my momma helped me come pack up my new life to move back to my old one.
I want to say I handled it well- there were moments of strength in there- but I did/have not.
The months before that had brought plenty of other curveballs, things that come with living in a super expensive area on a "passable" salary, cross country trades (welcomed, but a huge change in seconds), and a nagging knee cap injury.
Driving home was met with another dose of injury news- not to myself but impactful none the less. And then being met back at home with way more questions than answers. And I cannot stress how many more questions than answers I had. It also brought one of the most shocking losses of life that I can remember. And a wake up call that nothing is guaranteed.
The only thing I've known since I've been home is that I desperately wanted to grow this blog. I've done the research, and it seems to be the only conceivable idea I can come up with where I'm doing what I want in the sports world. And maybe that's what Seattle was for me- a way to figure out that I'm valuable, and I know plenty, but not every fit is perfect- and that's okay. So for now I need to control my fit.
So this post is a promise that things are coming. I have plans. I plan on updating the look- especially with new pictures of me. (My hair is dark... and shortish!) I plan on writing more consistently. (See- theres that word again.)
And I have the time. Finally. Houston was met with the news that I needed double knee surgery, both to address an injury from March that had been neglected and is VERY angry with me, and a genetic displacement of my kneecaps.
(Do you know how weird it is to be 25 and realize your kneecaps are in the wrong place? I had surgery a little over a week ago and I'm seeing them track closer to the right area... and it's weird. Way weird.)
My recovery is apparently not going to be quick. Which means, the updated look is going to be a little delayed. There's no point in taking pictures when I'm gimpy. And I am very gimpy at the moment.
But it does give me time to write- which at the moment I'm aiming for 3-4x a week.
I plan on not being afraid of voicing my opinions, because honestly, I no longer care if people disagree.
It's neat to get to that point.
I have ideas, I have blogs that I've written over the past year in waiting, and I have my goal of consistency...
So I hope to be seeing y'all a lot more often.
XOXO
Kate
p.s. If there are things you're curious about, let me know! I want write stuff that people read. duh.
