To My Fred

Dear Fred, 

I was not expecting you to come into my life so soon. God knew what he was doing when he sent you into my life around the holiday season. He knew that I needed to feel what it was like to love larger than my heart could bear. You are exciting, fun, and a bit unorthodox. I love how you smell, taste, how bubbly you are. 

Wow.. My Fred. 

I have no one else to thank, other than my amazing best friend with a shopping addiction who asked me the magical question of ‘what do you want for christmas’. But who would have known that I would get you? 

Fred is my new gluten-free sourdough starter I got for Christmas.

All jokes aside, is this what it’s like to have a child? This thing is literally alive and the responsibility of not letting it die is driving me up a gosh darn wall. Do I read it a story? Take it on my morning walks? I don't even understand the instructions that came with it!!! Mumbo jumbo about a 1:1:1 ratio is all I see. 

If I can keep this thing alive by Valentine's Day, we already know how I’ll be celebrating. 

I remember having a starter dough when I lived in Hawaii that I started from scratch. I remember it being fun, but I also remember being a housewife with nothing else exciting me aside from my business. 

Do I have to create a savings plan for this thing now? Will it need new clothes (a bigger jar) when it grows?

So many questions.. 

Anyway, first post back now that the blog is on a new server! I had to make things weird. I know. I have a few finance posts to get together and then i’ll be chatting away until school picks up again! 

This week has been super boring for me. I do have some ‘homework’ from my mentor that I have been procrastinating. Once that is finished, I will wrap up my holiday treat boxes for my friends and maintenance men in my complex, and then rest? Idk. I am losing my mind! I miss the stability in my schedule when it was filled with school work. 

I hope everyone has put “therapy session” on their christmas list this year,

Fran.