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Adulting is Hard!

Does anyone still blog or even read mine anymore? If not, oh well! I think of this as an online diary of sorts, to always have to look back on...sooo I guess I'll keep writing here and there!

Things are not too bad lately besides the awful weather! I am sooo ready for Spring and warm weather. It's definitely got me down and super stir crazy. February is the worst month ever.

Besides that, it's just normal life stuff. 

I didn't take Matt for granted as far as how amazing he was, what a great husband he was, but I definitely did take for granted all the things he did for me. He made life easy for me, because he handled EVERY. SINGLE. THING, while I lived off in "lala" land lol. Which was all fine and dandy... until he died. I am sure that in the end when he couldn't talk that was one of the things that he worried about.

It's one of the many things that suck about being widowed. Having someone to help with "adulting"...having an extra hand around the house to do the things you don't know how to do, having someone to help you make decisions. Now my mind is just a constant jumble of everything I have to do. Welcome to the real world, right??!!

I miss having him to talk to. I miss his wisdom. I miss his optimism. I miss his encouragement. I have so many questions to ask him. There so many things I am clueless about. Life is a lot, and I get overwhelmed at times when it comes to things I've never had to do myself before. Plus, the added stress of having to actually worry about making enough money to support myself on a single income now.

If you are the spouse who does everything as far as finances go, paying bills, insurance, etc., I would highly advise you to get a little notebook and write down everything. Passwords to every account, bills...just anything you can think of that they would need to know if something were to happen to you. You just never know what can happen, and it will help them out tremendously!!

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  1. Im here. I read. I don't personally blog as often anymore or as much as I would like. I do feel my audience has moved on to other platforms. Although, I should just to do it like I would like. So sorry for your lost! Adulting for sure is hard!

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  2. Hi Lindsay, I know this post is old but just want to let you know that I read your blog posts. Love how honest you are ! Keep it going !

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