Moving back home

You know when you catch yourself remembering things from 20 years ago or from when you were a kid (in my case, over 20 years ago)? It´s good, right? Some things are good and worth remembering, others not so much, but the nostalgic feeling usually is followed by the certainty that things were so much easier back then, that life was less complicated and you normally wish you could go back and relive it all over again, or wish that maybe it was all the same today. Well... but have you tried watching old home videos from that time? Like, of course if you have those or your parents, make some time to just completely stop your life and literally travel back down memory lane. It was exactly what I did yesterday, not that I didn´t have anything better to do, I just chose to lie down in front of the TV and watch old family videos from 1996 to 2000 when I was at the prime of my teenager years, mostly from when I was 15 to 18 years old and my little sister was a baby, 0-3 year-old. Yes, the vid

Okay, so maybe I'm 3 years behind, but I guess that pretty much sets the tone for what happened in my life these past 3 years. A lot! Let's start at the beginning. I did not follow through with the P90x program, like I had mentioned on my last post (remember that?). And I will explain why... ... Wow, 7 years and 3 months later, here I am (the small paragraph I had written previously was really 4 years ago, so I decided to leave it just for reference and drama)... I completely abandoned this blog which is sad because I thought it was so cool when I first came up with the idea of it, but I guess that´s what it was, I loved the idea but my heart wasn´t really on it. Life got in the way, and let me tell you, it really did. Who cares, right? It´s been too long, so just forget about it. All right, hold your horses. I´ll make a long story short and it´s my blog, I want to write it and I felt like doing it today. So, bear with me. Please? Where should I begin? May I just say that i