Happy Monday everyone, and congrats on making it to another workweek. I know as a society, we’ve often gotten accustomed to hating Mondays. We often sigh and complain about Monday being the furthest day from the amazing thing we call the weekend. It’s within our weekly routine to see this first day of the workweek as this unexciting, gloomy, and dreadful 24 hours that puts an abrupt halt to our two days of fun and rest. For some, it has become a habit to think of this day as the bringer of new problems at work with the same people they’ve grown to dislike in the confines of their office or cubicle. I know all about the “Monday blues.” But over the past few years, my outlook of America’s favorite day to hate has changed.
Hello there folks! With it now officially being 2017, I hope people have completed their vision boards, made their resolutions, and prepared to hold themselves accountable for fulfilling their hopes and dreams for the New Year. While I’m fully aware that there are those pessimists that will read this and think that there is no real difference between December 31st and the days that follow, I disagree to an extent. I often find you are more hopeful in trying to fulfill your goals when you know you have another 365 days to succeed. Folks just have to make sure to convert that hopefulness into plan and action so they can set new goals for the following year, and not have the same ones.
Anyway, I wanted to take a little time to talk about the Christian Church and homosexuality. In the wake of the Kim Burrell controversy, I thought I’d add my two cents on not just on her comments, but the overall dynamic her comments speak to. I fully understand the delicate nature of this conversation, so I’m going to do my best here to give my opinions, yet remain respectful. The goal here is not to leave anyone with a bad taste in their mouth, although I’m sure some may disagree with what I have to say. So let’s jump into it.
Christmas is by far my favorite holiday. I love everything about it. First and foremost, I enjoy celebrating the true meaning of Christmas. As Christian, you could say that I’m a super fan of celebrating Christ. But I also love going from store to store to buy gifts for loved ones. I love putting up the tree and all the decorations. I love the smell of my grandma’s stuffing and pies, my mom’s macaroni and cheese, my aunt’s cookies, and all the other food that will certainly have me working overtime in the gym. And of course there is the music.
I absolutely love listening to Christmas music. Each year shortly after Thanksgiving, my playlist changes to include some classic holiday hits from Stevie Wonder, the Temptations, and others. There are certain songs and artists I have to hear during the weeks between that Thanksgiving Thursday and December 25th. In fact, I have ten must-hear songs. See if your fav made my cut. FYI, trying to make a top ten list was hard for me. There are plenty of songs I love that didn’t make it on here.
It’s here! It’s finally here! Majoring in Me (Acceptance) is now available for purchase. Wow that sounds so crazy for me to say. What started out as some writing in a notebook about two years ago, is finally a published body of work. To say I’m excited is an understatement. But with my excitement comes a healthy dose of anxiety. I’m not afraid to admit that to you all either.
Happy Thursday Folks! Today marks an amazing day for me, because it is officially According to T’s anniversary. A year ago today, I answered my first question and posted my first response. It’s crazy to think that I’ve been blogging for 12 months. You all have to understand, I wasn’t sure I’d be doing this for a few months let alone for a year. I kind of thought I was running with this crazy idea that people wouldn’t buy into or understand. So I’m thankful for all the support and positive vibes I received from site visitors and those seeking advice. It’s honestly quite humbling.
I’m not really seeking advice about dating or relationships, but you did say people can ask you anything, so I’m asking. I kind of feel like I’m failing in life. I had always envisioned that by the time I was 30, I would be in a career I loved, with a man that adored me, and in a nice house with a dog. Unfortunately, I’m 28 going on 29, and I’m not even close to achieving any of this. I’m up to my neck in student loans, can’t find a GOOD man anywhere, and I’m stuck in a job I hate that’s going nowhere. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful for what I do have; but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little disappointed. I guess my question is, do you think I should feel like a failure? I hoping you can help.