I don't know what it is about having the name Ashley that compells others to make nicknames out of it. Probably because there are too many Ashleys going around, so variations are necessary. In any case, I get called Ashley Pants often.
But that is besides the point of this post.
The point of this post is to release a little tension, as a nice blog vent sesh often does. I know I'm in need of tension-releasing when my jaw gets really tight, because I've most likely been grinding my teeth in the night.
I think what I want to convey in this post is I'm getting really antsy for change. Not sad, not angry, but simply antsy. I know I'm on the cusp of something spectacular, and I've even been making plans for said spectacular things, but I'm terribly impatient and I want change to happen here and now! Must I slave through another mediocre day to get to where I really want to be?
The truth is, I'm no slave, and not everyday is mediocre. I have a great roommate, I have a pet chihuahua that wears sweaters and I even have the luxury of going to Disneyland for birthday celebrations. All in all, I am a lucky girl.
But seeeeee, I know I'm wanting more. Not in a greedy "I want to be the queen of Norway" kind of way, but in a "I know I can challenge myself for greatness" kind of way.
I know I'm being ambiguous here, as I'm usually good about revealing all of my plans. But this time I need a few answers before I tell you all the happenings in my mind. All you need to know is that the wheels are a'turning and pretty soon I think those wheels are going to take me where I need to go.