Hi guys! I’ve been away from the blog for a very long time, but I’m finally back. A lot has changed since the last time I wrote something here. We’re still in a pandemic and still using face masks (at least here in Puerto Rico). But I quit my job at the clothing store, I’m working at a supermarket, I moved in with my fiancé, and we adopted a dog.
The pandemic reached the US and its territories around March 2020. Basically everything closed down, except the essentials (hospitals, gas stations, supermarkets). I started working at the supermarket in July 31, 2020. The malls starting opening a few months later and I went back to my job at the clothing store in October 2020. I was working two job until May 2021 when I decided to leave the clothing store and stay at the supermarket full-time. I got tired of going back and forth, and the 8-hours a week at the store.
Around the same time I started working at the supermarket, I moved in with my fiancé (he was my boyfriend then). So I was juggling a new job and all the moving process from my mom’s house to the house I still live in. He decided it was a good time to ask me to marry him in September 3rd 2020 while we were dealing with the possibility that he could have been exposed to COVID-19. It was random, as in I didn’t expect it (especially at the time) but it was the cutest thing. I do think have any pictures (sadly) but if you want the full story, just let me know.
In May of 2021, we decided to adopt a dog. I say ‘we’ but in reality I was the one that REALLY wanted and dog and he just said “Okay” after months trying to convince him. I adopted my beautiful Aria from a rescue organization and it’s been crazy since then. I thought I was adopting a smaller dog until I saw her in person but there was no turning back. I was already in love with her and had everything ready to receive her (food, bed, toys). She’s one of the craziest dogs I’ve ever met but the craziest of the one I’ve owned. She’s a very friendly and VERY needy dog; she just wants the attention and affection of everyone she meets. Right now she’s almost a year old, destroys every toy, bed, or pillow you give her, and has no regrets.
Okay, I think this is long enough. I was thinking of doing a short post, like two paragraphs telling you I’m back. But this has almost turned into an essay. I’ve been thinking about coming back for a while now and never put the effort in it. Now I’m here and I’m planning on staying a while. We’ll go back to makeup related topics and maybe I’ll throw some life shenanigans here and there. Talk to you later, take care.