Due to life being crazy ande having a horrible habit of letting old tabs get buried in my phone, and sometimes poor internet, it looks like this never finished being uploaded! And a lot has already happened since then, haha. But I will try to post this anyway...
Now this has beena crazy last couple of months!
My boys were born on the 25th of February. They were all healthy and we were home in 5 days! They needed a brief NICU stay to help stabilize their blood sugar levels, but other than that they have been great.
Kioni had to stay with my mom and grandma, unfortunately, and I missed her terribly.
Everything has been so surreal.
From learning that we were expecting triplets (and all the impact it had on our building project and our lives), to reaching 37wks, to the almost natural delivery that I had to fight for and ended up compromising on, to the drive home in a torrential rainstorm when our wipers stopped working, to having someone probably in the hospital report a suspected case of neglect to CPS on us (for living in an RV or because I wanted to exclusively breastfeed and they thought I couldn't,or maybe because I was so sleep deprived I likely appeared to be crazy or on something while my kids were in the NICU, I don't know!) and meeting the caseworker a few hours after arriving at home... this has been a strange set of experiences!
Now we're still just trying to figure this out, a month later!
It's very overwhelming.
I feel like it's worth trying to breastfeed them, but that means that I'm pretty well constantly feeding/attached to someone! Often two someones, actually. I don't see a schedule being possible, since much like their older sister they would prefer to be constantly nursing. And I am nervous about how much they're getting so I don't restrict them. Therefore, constantly feeding someone!
I also want to cloth diaper them. But I am having a hard time getting started. I have been staying at my parents often where we stay off and on, because Kioni is having a hard time not having the attention she used to, and dealing with 3 newborns and a toddler is tricky. But that makes it harder to figure out our cloth diaper plan/setup. Plus nothing fits very well yet!
I have been wanting to make some cheap, quick fleece covers, but time is a bit limited. That said, flat diapers have been great for fitting them!
Life is kind of on hold for now. It's just sort of a baby filled blur, and all survival mode. Not much room left over for plans or projects. We'll see how it goes... wish us luck!
Wednesday, September 7, 2016
Monday, February 15, 2016
Triplets Pregnancy
It wasn't what I would have chosen for myself... but in the end, I'm sure that I wouldn't trade it for anything once those babies are here, and I am very grateful that things are going well.
It will be challenging though... we have a lot ahead of us.
For starters, this pregnancy has definitely been different from a singleton pregnancy! Thank goodness I am fortunately blessed with good health and my body seems to handle pregnancy generally well.
With my singleton, I never got very large. I frequently jogged from point A to B while doing things and didn't feel terribly limited (just at the very end did my belly start to bump into my legs a bit if I bent over to pick stuff up, necessitating an occasional sumo-style squat). I could do any work I needed to, piling brush and such like. I mostly just slept and ate a bit more, haha. That said I had worked at a saw mill until 5mo into that pregnancy and so was in very good shape. (Less so at the onset of this one; I find it harder to be as active when I'm trying to watch a baby/toddler. That won't likely be made easier with 3 newborns!)
It will be challenging though... we have a lot ahead of us.
For starters, this pregnancy has definitely been different from a singleton pregnancy! Thank goodness I am fortunately blessed with good health and my body seems to handle pregnancy generally well.
With my singleton, I never got very large. I frequently jogged from point A to B while doing things and didn't feel terribly limited (just at the very end did my belly start to bump into my legs a bit if I bent over to pick stuff up, necessitating an occasional sumo-style squat). I could do any work I needed to, piling brush and such like. I mostly just slept and ate a bit more, haha. That said I had worked at a saw mill until 5mo into that pregnancy and so was in very good shape. (Less so at the onset of this one; I find it harder to be as active when I'm trying to watch a baby/toddler. That won't likely be made easier with 3 newborns!)
This time, I am feeling more of the drawbacks that are common for pregnant women, and perhaps then some. Though I can't be sure what others experience and every pregnancy and person are different.
I became very, very large very quickly. I guess some people think I'm not as big as they would expect from a mom of triplets. I feel big though, haha. My belly sticks out nearly a foot past my chest now! I actually experienced hip pains this time around (yay for me!). I have bounced back and forth between being ravenous to miserably full, sometimes after only a few bites. The worst part was I got a kidney stone or such shortly after finding out that there were 3 babies. Then at around 32wks I experienced something similar, but I think that it may have actually been a baby pinching a ureter to a kidney. That lasted a good while, and still causes slight discomfort now and then, but I found that leaning forward lessened the pressure on my kidneys, so I ended up spending a lot of time that way in a manner that actually seems to help keep my hips aligned. Now my hip pains are pretty much nonexistent!
My current primary adversary is a lovely itch that is apparently specific to a certain few lucky pregnant women, haha. It's called PUPPPS, and is more common in women carrying large babies, or multiples.
But... here we are heading for 36wks gestation! All things considered, I have been so extremely fortunate for having a compatatively very easy triplet pregnancy (now that the hip pains are gone I'm still feeling very mobile! I just try to lie down and take it easy as much as possible, being cautious to prevent premature labor or rupture of membranes; also, ya know, I'm feeling tired more often) and it's all so worth it if we can keep going until they are able to be born at a point where they are completely ready to breathe, eat, etc on their own. No NICU/lengthy hospital stays, please!
We have been staying with my parents, primarily so that I have someone who can actively play with my daughter while I'm trying to take it easy. Tim is gone for most of the day, and when he is home he usually has a lot to do, so he usually isn't able to. I'm refraining from running around with her as much as I usually would for fear of accidentally making these babies come early. (Though goodness, I want to be doing that still and it's hard not to!)
It's also nice to have a bathroom that I don't have to go far to use, or haul water, and, the next biggest thing... it was costing us a LOT to heat that RV, running the generator 24/7 as well as the propane. It's a long story, but our setup isn't ideal and there are lots of little issues with it. It isn't the best way to go RV living in a North Idaho winter. I would have tried to fix it more if I could, but circumstances being what they are I didn't feel like I really could.
But it's warming up now, and Tim has been going back to the RV, staying there some and working on repairs with the generator, as well as other little things. I'm thinking that if things keep going well we can move back into the RV here soon! At least we ought to be able to bring our babies home there, soon... and that would be great, as I am a sort who likes my privacy.
Hopefully these babies give us some more time to get prepared, and they're all healthy and ready for this great big world when they come! :)
My current primary adversary is a lovely itch that is apparently specific to a certain few lucky pregnant women, haha. It's called PUPPPS, and is more common in women carrying large babies, or multiples.
But... here we are heading for 36wks gestation! All things considered, I have been so extremely fortunate for having a compatatively very easy triplet pregnancy (now that the hip pains are gone I'm still feeling very mobile! I just try to lie down and take it easy as much as possible, being cautious to prevent premature labor or rupture of membranes; also, ya know, I'm feeling tired more often) and it's all so worth it if we can keep going until they are able to be born at a point where they are completely ready to breathe, eat, etc on their own. No NICU/lengthy hospital stays, please!
We have been staying with my parents, primarily so that I have someone who can actively play with my daughter while I'm trying to take it easy. Tim is gone for most of the day, and when he is home he usually has a lot to do, so he usually isn't able to. I'm refraining from running around with her as much as I usually would for fear of accidentally making these babies come early. (Though goodness, I want to be doing that still and it's hard not to!)
It's also nice to have a bathroom that I don't have to go far to use, or haul water, and, the next biggest thing... it was costing us a LOT to heat that RV, running the generator 24/7 as well as the propane. It's a long story, but our setup isn't ideal and there are lots of little issues with it. It isn't the best way to go RV living in a North Idaho winter. I would have tried to fix it more if I could, but circumstances being what they are I didn't feel like I really could.
But it's warming up now, and Tim has been going back to the RV, staying there some and working on repairs with the generator, as well as other little things. I'm thinking that if things keep going well we can move back into the RV here soon! At least we ought to be able to bring our babies home there, soon... and that would be great, as I am a sort who likes my privacy.
Hopefully these babies give us some more time to get prepared, and they're all healthy and ready for this great big world when they come! :)
Sunday, February 7, 2016
So many surprises...
All righty... talk about being off to a slow start.
I intended for this blog to be about our alternative lifestyle, but we have had a hard time getting started and established in this lifestyle.
The investment property, or the fourplex as we tend to refer to it, is still behind on some of those debts. We're catching up, slowly, but we still owe a decent amount.
We still live in the RV that was lent to us. This leaves us in a very unideal situation come winter.
Finances have been rocky.
And the year of 2015 was... strange.
We had plans to start building on our land, but things went awry.
Part of the trouble was our poor execution of plans and being indecisive and disorganized.
Another part was an unplanned pregnancy...
Despite prevention, we found out we were expecting shortly after our daughter turned one. We had mixed feelings about this. We weren't ready for another... but we decided that we were lucky to be able to conceive so easily, and we felt we could make due with another. We wanted to have 2 of our own someday, anyway.
But as time went on I noticed I was getting large quickly... I finally went in to my midwives at 20wks, and they informed me that there was more than one baby.
I had been nervous about one... now there was two? But I reasoned that I had two hands, two bodily sources of nutrition for babies, I could wear two at a time now that I was more experienced at babywearing... I would make it work. Twins were doable.
My midwife set up an ultrasound at the hospital for me to make sure everything was okay, about a week later. At this appointment, different experience levels of ultrasound techs did different things. The tech doing the ultrasound confirmed the presence of twins... and then hesitated at something. Another person who had apparently been observing the pictures in the other room came in and asked if she could take over, and the first tech consented. I was left wondering what was going on.
That was when I was told that there was a third baby.
Eventually they even called the department head in just so he could join in on the fun. I guess he's worked at our smallish hospital for 10yrs without having ever seen triplets.
I was now a curiosity, entertainment.
And I was almost certainly risked out of a midwife birth... I didn't really know what might happen now.
I was in shock.
I had two hands, two breasts, not three. There isn't enough surface area on my body to easily wear three babies. My extreme attachment parenting style was going to be pushed beyond its limits. Triplets also tend to come very early and need extensive hospital care, disrupting initial bonding time and making further challenges for all of us. My poor daughter would likely have to be pushed to grow more independent very quickly... I hadn't wanted to even have one more child until she was closer to 3 and naturally more self-assured. Now this? These babies would arrive before she was even 2. And would I be able to provide the same deep love and care I gave to a single baby to all 3? And there's not enough room in the RV, and there's so much I needed and wanted to do.
And, we needed a bigger vehicle.
That's all I'm gonna say for now, since it's late...
But suffice it to say, I had very mixed feelings about this. Unfortunately, most of them weren't joyous.
But, I am determined as ever to do the best that I can do.
I intended for this blog to be about our alternative lifestyle, but we have had a hard time getting started and established in this lifestyle.
The investment property, or the fourplex as we tend to refer to it, is still behind on some of those debts. We're catching up, slowly, but we still owe a decent amount.
We still live in the RV that was lent to us. This leaves us in a very unideal situation come winter.
Finances have been rocky.
And the year of 2015 was... strange.
We had plans to start building on our land, but things went awry.
Part of the trouble was our poor execution of plans and being indecisive and disorganized.
Another part was an unplanned pregnancy...
Despite prevention, we found out we were expecting shortly after our daughter turned one. We had mixed feelings about this. We weren't ready for another... but we decided that we were lucky to be able to conceive so easily, and we felt we could make due with another. We wanted to have 2 of our own someday, anyway.
But as time went on I noticed I was getting large quickly... I finally went in to my midwives at 20wks, and they informed me that there was more than one baby.
I had been nervous about one... now there was two? But I reasoned that I had two hands, two bodily sources of nutrition for babies, I could wear two at a time now that I was more experienced at babywearing... I would make it work. Twins were doable.
My midwife set up an ultrasound at the hospital for me to make sure everything was okay, about a week later. At this appointment, different experience levels of ultrasound techs did different things. The tech doing the ultrasound confirmed the presence of twins... and then hesitated at something. Another person who had apparently been observing the pictures in the other room came in and asked if she could take over, and the first tech consented. I was left wondering what was going on.
That was when I was told that there was a third baby.
Eventually they even called the department head in just so he could join in on the fun. I guess he's worked at our smallish hospital for 10yrs without having ever seen triplets.
I was now a curiosity, entertainment.
And I was almost certainly risked out of a midwife birth... I didn't really know what might happen now.
I was in shock.
I had two hands, two breasts, not three. There isn't enough surface area on my body to easily wear three babies. My extreme attachment parenting style was going to be pushed beyond its limits. Triplets also tend to come very early and need extensive hospital care, disrupting initial bonding time and making further challenges for all of us. My poor daughter would likely have to be pushed to grow more independent very quickly... I hadn't wanted to even have one more child until she was closer to 3 and naturally more self-assured. Now this? These babies would arrive before she was even 2. And would I be able to provide the same deep love and care I gave to a single baby to all 3? And there's not enough room in the RV, and there's so much I needed and wanted to do.
And, we needed a bigger vehicle.
That's all I'm gonna say for now, since it's late...
But suffice it to say, I had very mixed feelings about this. Unfortunately, most of them weren't joyous.
But, I am determined as ever to do the best that I can do.
Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Okay... How'bout now?
Er, ahem... *Smiles sheepishly...*
So I didn't really get on top of it back in 2013, now did I? Haha.
Well, things got, and have been, kind of crazy.
At that time, I was working at a local sawmill making ceder fence boards. Not excatly my idea of fun... but it paid well.
It was a big motivator for me, also, to continue trying to save money, make my plans, and attain those crazy goals.
While I was there, I found that everyone was... angry. They did a lot to compensate for, "reward" and soothe themselves for the hard labor they spent most of their daily lives doing. They made a lot of money, but most of them spent it just as fast on cars/trucks, beer, cigarettes, junk food, and family lifestyles that cost a lot to maintain... even though that meant that they didn't get to see much of their families. Especially the ones working swing. (Which is where I ended up.)
It pretty well demonstrated all of the concerns I have with the way our conventional societal system goes here in the modern world.
Of course, it has its benefits. Why else would we do it? It's the most obvious responsible path for us to take to be a productive, respectable member of society, and for us to take care of ourselves and get by. But is it really the best way to live?
As I question our "norms" I wonder, why do we live like this, in general? It is initially convenient in a short-term sense, and the guesswork is mostly eliminated when you just do what's expected of you. If we work really hard, we can have nice things (though often at the cost of rarely being home or with our families where we can enjoy them). Everyone else lives like this, it's what we know, and we don't want to go astray and make a mistake. We even face conditions that make it just about impossible to go far from the beaten path (taxes, insurance, our dependence upon technology, our family/social structures, etc).
However I have come to the conclusion that, for me, it isn't right. No comventional job is, in and of itself, going to make me happy, so why would I devote so much of my time and energy to it, specifically? For money? Because people have thrived without dollar bills in the past. My life isn't about a job, or money. I want my life to be about my family. I want to spend my prime years with my fingers in the earth, making something real for myself and living simply (now that kind of work I enjoy). I don't mind work, but I believe that our daily work should bring families together, rather than take them apart, and it shouldn't be the redundant, mind-numbing, souless existence so many (not all, but many) experience.
So, I got a job I didn't like, but it paid very well for an entry level type of job, and it allowed me to make a decent savings quickly. My husband's income paid the bills, and mine went to savings. We lived in a school buss on my family's land, heated with a wood stove, to avoid rent and regular bills (heat, electricity, water/sewer, etc) and lived without most luxuries. (Very hot in the summer and cold in the winter, by the way. Kind of leaky also.)
In a year and a half we had a good deal of money saved up. Due to this and some other fortunate arrangements, we were able to buy a 10 acre piece of land to call our own, and also made a small down payment on a separate investment property. We were going to live in it for a year as we built on our land, which gave us access to homeowner's financing, hence the downpayment being small. This property was not just to give us a temporary home, but also to compensate for the fact that I would be no longer working, as I want to be staying at home and raising a family. If we can also become established on our land and start living self sufficiently, this income may be able to take care of most of our monetary needs, so that Tim may be able to at least cut back to part time. Then he can also have more time to pursue his career goals, to create video games.
Sounds great, huh?
Well, it looked good up until the investment part. The best laid plans and all that... couldn't be that easy, anyway, right?
We made some mistakes buying that property.
It penciled really well. It was in a good location, vacancies shouldn't be an issue there. The units were well laid-out and had nice features. I didn't even hate the idea of living there for a while, despite it being in town, since the units were so nice.
We had a great realtor on our side who suggested a reputable inspector. When we looked at the units, they looked pretty nice also. The upper two were very clean. But the lower one we saw had smokers in it, and I was pregnant, and there was an 8yr old girl in the bathtub with the door wide open while we were in there... which I don't really care about, but I felt like it wasn't appropriate to linger in there. I thought, "Oh, if there's something we miss the inspector should see it. That's his job."
In the other unit, supposedly the family became ill the day of our walk-through, with a newborn baby. Again, all of the other units were nice, and we figured that the odds were that even if that was a little rougher it wouldn't be too much worse. And even if it was, that was the inspector's job. He should tell us. That's what we were paying him for.
But he didn't.
In both of the lower units, but in that we didn't see beforehand especially, there was a terrible mold infestation and moisture issues. Turns out the upper units had some related issues, but they were kept by very clean tenants at that time so they didn't really crop up. It was a huge money pit for us, and we are still in debt a year later. It took our whole summer and the money we had leftover that we were going to use to build on our land. That and we had a child! She was definitely the highlight of 2014.
In the end, my grandparents very kindly lent us a fifth-wheel to live in. We couldn't afford to live in the fourplex we bought after all of the debts accrued... we needed that income from renting it out, to pay off the extra debts. It was pretty stressful. In the end, I felt like we would have been better off getting established on our land, and not having an investment property. But in the long run, I imagine that it will still be a good investment. Someday. It seems mostly stabilized at this time, with ongoing repairs and the debts being repaid, but all four units are now rented out and the payments are being made. At the very least, there should be equity in it if we ever decide to sell it someday.
But that is what I have been up to in the last couple of years. Not much progress was made on the areas that I intended this blog to be about. But that's how it goes. Life happens. The important thing is that we keep trying to move forward in a positive manner, little by little, every day. Eventually, it will pay off.
Oh, and try to enjoy it too. This is it--life! It's what we get. We should make the most of it. :)
So I didn't really get on top of it back in 2013, now did I? Haha.
Well, things got, and have been, kind of crazy.
At that time, I was working at a local sawmill making ceder fence boards. Not excatly my idea of fun... but it paid well.
It was a big motivator for me, also, to continue trying to save money, make my plans, and attain those crazy goals.
While I was there, I found that everyone was... angry. They did a lot to compensate for, "reward" and soothe themselves for the hard labor they spent most of their daily lives doing. They made a lot of money, but most of them spent it just as fast on cars/trucks, beer, cigarettes, junk food, and family lifestyles that cost a lot to maintain... even though that meant that they didn't get to see much of their families. Especially the ones working swing. (Which is where I ended up.)
It pretty well demonstrated all of the concerns I have with the way our conventional societal system goes here in the modern world.
Of course, it has its benefits. Why else would we do it? It's the most obvious responsible path for us to take to be a productive, respectable member of society, and for us to take care of ourselves and get by. But is it really the best way to live?
As I question our "norms" I wonder, why do we live like this, in general? It is initially convenient in a short-term sense, and the guesswork is mostly eliminated when you just do what's expected of you. If we work really hard, we can have nice things (though often at the cost of rarely being home or with our families where we can enjoy them). Everyone else lives like this, it's what we know, and we don't want to go astray and make a mistake. We even face conditions that make it just about impossible to go far from the beaten path (taxes, insurance, our dependence upon technology, our family/social structures, etc).
However I have come to the conclusion that, for me, it isn't right. No comventional job is, in and of itself, going to make me happy, so why would I devote so much of my time and energy to it, specifically? For money? Because people have thrived without dollar bills in the past. My life isn't about a job, or money. I want my life to be about my family. I want to spend my prime years with my fingers in the earth, making something real for myself and living simply (now that kind of work I enjoy). I don't mind work, but I believe that our daily work should bring families together, rather than take them apart, and it shouldn't be the redundant, mind-numbing, souless existence so many (not all, but many) experience.
So, I got a job I didn't like, but it paid very well for an entry level type of job, and it allowed me to make a decent savings quickly. My husband's income paid the bills, and mine went to savings. We lived in a school buss on my family's land, heated with a wood stove, to avoid rent and regular bills (heat, electricity, water/sewer, etc) and lived without most luxuries. (Very hot in the summer and cold in the winter, by the way. Kind of leaky also.)
In a year and a half we had a good deal of money saved up. Due to this and some other fortunate arrangements, we were able to buy a 10 acre piece of land to call our own, and also made a small down payment on a separate investment property. We were going to live in it for a year as we built on our land, which gave us access to homeowner's financing, hence the downpayment being small. This property was not just to give us a temporary home, but also to compensate for the fact that I would be no longer working, as I want to be staying at home and raising a family. If we can also become established on our land and start living self sufficiently, this income may be able to take care of most of our monetary needs, so that Tim may be able to at least cut back to part time. Then he can also have more time to pursue his career goals, to create video games.
Sounds great, huh?
Well, it looked good up until the investment part. The best laid plans and all that... couldn't be that easy, anyway, right?
We made some mistakes buying that property.
It penciled really well. It was in a good location, vacancies shouldn't be an issue there. The units were well laid-out and had nice features. I didn't even hate the idea of living there for a while, despite it being in town, since the units were so nice.
We had a great realtor on our side who suggested a reputable inspector. When we looked at the units, they looked pretty nice also. The upper two were very clean. But the lower one we saw had smokers in it, and I was pregnant, and there was an 8yr old girl in the bathtub with the door wide open while we were in there... which I don't really care about, but I felt like it wasn't appropriate to linger in there. I thought, "Oh, if there's something we miss the inspector should see it. That's his job."
In the other unit, supposedly the family became ill the day of our walk-through, with a newborn baby. Again, all of the other units were nice, and we figured that the odds were that even if that was a little rougher it wouldn't be too much worse. And even if it was, that was the inspector's job. He should tell us. That's what we were paying him for.
But he didn't.
In both of the lower units, but in that we didn't see beforehand especially, there was a terrible mold infestation and moisture issues. Turns out the upper units had some related issues, but they were kept by very clean tenants at that time so they didn't really crop up. It was a huge money pit for us, and we are still in debt a year later. It took our whole summer and the money we had leftover that we were going to use to build on our land. That and we had a child! She was definitely the highlight of 2014.
In the end, my grandparents very kindly lent us a fifth-wheel to live in. We couldn't afford to live in the fourplex we bought after all of the debts accrued... we needed that income from renting it out, to pay off the extra debts. It was pretty stressful. In the end, I felt like we would have been better off getting established on our land, and not having an investment property. But in the long run, I imagine that it will still be a good investment. Someday. It seems mostly stabilized at this time, with ongoing repairs and the debts being repaid, but all four units are now rented out and the payments are being made. At the very least, there should be equity in it if we ever decide to sell it someday.
But that is what I have been up to in the last couple of years. Not much progress was made on the areas that I intended this blog to be about. But that's how it goes. Life happens. The important thing is that we keep trying to move forward in a positive manner, little by little, every day. Eventually, it will pay off.
Oh, and try to enjoy it too. This is it--life! It's what we get. We should make the most of it. :)
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
All right--So we begin!
First thing's first...
I'll warn you now: I'm not the best at keeping on top of things. My life gets pretty busy, and I'll prolly put off updating this blog now and then, in order to keep on top of the "real world" stuff as it comes. Shucks, I meant to start this blog a couple of years ago. However I think that, now that I've chosen a name and the appropriate direction for this blog (and myself), I'll be able to keep at it a bit better. I'll be using this blog to document and organize my plans and the process I'm going to experience on my trail through life. I hope that, by sharing this process, I can help others who are looking to do the same kinds of things.
Oh, and another kind of warning...
I rant. A lot. And over-explain. Particularly with things I'm passionate about.
I apologize now for the occasional (or perhaps frequent) wall of text that will be my posts. I'll try to get better about that.
Either way, if you can bear with me, I'll try to make it worthwhile for those who are looking for the same things as I am--a life that's not constrained by conventional thinking, and the ability to delve freely into the things that really make us feel alive. What's life all about if you don't get to feel alive, after all?
So, here we go. :)
Please, if you have any recommendations or ideas, share!
I'll warn you now: I'm not the best at keeping on top of things. My life gets pretty busy, and I'll prolly put off updating this blog now and then, in order to keep on top of the "real world" stuff as it comes. Shucks, I meant to start this blog a couple of years ago. However I think that, now that I've chosen a name and the appropriate direction for this blog (and myself), I'll be able to keep at it a bit better. I'll be using this blog to document and organize my plans and the process I'm going to experience on my trail through life. I hope that, by sharing this process, I can help others who are looking to do the same kinds of things.
Oh, and another kind of warning...
I rant. A lot. And over-explain. Particularly with things I'm passionate about.
I apologize now for the occasional (or perhaps frequent) wall of text that will be my posts. I'll try to get better about that.
Either way, if you can bear with me, I'll try to make it worthwhile for those who are looking for the same things as I am--a life that's not constrained by conventional thinking, and the ability to delve freely into the things that really make us feel alive. What's life all about if you don't get to feel alive, after all?
So, here we go. :)
Please, if you have any recommendations or ideas, share!
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