Rusty

It's been a long time since I've done this. My last foray into the online chronicling of my life lasted several years and was great fun, but became too all-encompassing, and ended in disaster. I still wonder who in their right mind would be interested in the day-to-day minutiae of my life, and whether this attempt at writing my life simply feeds my self-obsession or is therapeutic. I'd like to think I've grown enough since last time that this will be a healthier expression of myself. Lord knows my life is about 1,000 times improved since Before.

So, about me. I'm 30, engaged, work in the legal field, somewhere in south Florida. I live with my fiance' and our three cats. My family is far away, at least part of his is fairly close. I'm hard to live with, he puts up with me. I'm anal-retentive, hyper-organized (at work), and have a big mouth, which I sometimes do not have the common sense to control. I'd like to say I get along with just about everyone, but I can really only truthfully say that I TRY to get along with everyone. I'm a bleeding-heart liberal, who would solve the world's problems if she could, but I'm also easily frustrated, so I tend to get upset when I cannot. I love music and sports, especially football, and I live to read, despite the many years I spent doing it for school.

I've grown by leaps and bounds as a person in the last several years. I've matured a lot, learned some valuable lessons that I probably SHOULD have learned much earlier in my life, and I'm trying my best to be a grown-up. Although, in comparison to some people I know, I have a long way to go with that. I'm struggling, on a daily basis, with doing the right thing, whatever that may be. I've had a few setbacks recently, but I'm still trying.

I love life in Florida. I'm incredibly lucky to be surrounded by good friends, the love of my life, family, etc. We have a nice home. We have enough money to live on, despite a recent rough patch. Things are good.

Today, I'm awaiting a brunch date with a friend, and the Dolphins' game, which they will probably lose again.