DAILY DO-OVER
Finding a minor difference between craft pieces and pieces of craft. #pinterestfail may be our calling. We try, sometimes we conquer, sometimes, we don't. We're just like everyone else.
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Daily Do-Over
Finding a minor difference between craft pieces and pieces of craft. #pinterestfail may be our calling. We try, sometimes we conquer, sometimes, we don't. We're just like everyone else.
I came back from traveling around the world for 5 months, then one week later, saw a pup online and instantly knew that I needed to meet her. Sure, I’ve always wanted a dog, but there was something about her face that I just knew that we could be there for each other. So, two days later we met, I adopted her on the spot, and the past few weeks have been history.
I may be temporarily insane as a “crazy dog lady” – but coming back, adapting to real life, going back to work, adopting a dog – well, it’s kind of a lot. But every moment of it has been worth it.
I couldn't be more relieved! Peatey is going to be a lifelong freeloader in my little brain (Or for at least another year)!
There are about a million phrases in life that you can never imagine uttering. Some good. Some bad. You always hope that if you're going to have to say one of them, it will be the former.
For the past 6 months, I've been uttering the latter. It's just one of many things that I NEVER thought would happen to me (good and bad.)
I have a Brain Tumor. My friends helped me name him - Peatey. Because well, he's the size of a pea. And obviously, a boy!
Dating, am I right? If I had one word to sum it up it'd be "ugh." Most of my friends feel the same way. We all like the idea, but whenever it actually becomes a reality. . .
Thanks Looney Tunes, but driving has taught me that roads do not all magically end into the Grand Canyon. No falling anvils from the sky either. Quickstand? Like seriously, never seen it. We're looking back on our childhood and busting all those myths that our parents and teachers led us to believe. Like seriously, how were we so gulliable?
When Caroline and I were brainstorming sections for the blog, we had a ton of fun coming up with all our puns on "May" and "Day." But one section we didn't even try to cover was love and relationships. We never talked about it directly, but how could she share the details of her relationship with my brother? And how could I share all my dating failures with all our family and friends?
I've realized over the last few weeks that my mission for 2015 and for this blog -- to live my life with more intent and less impulse -- has sort of fallen by the wayside. In its place has been a mad scramble to get keep it (barely) together in between social obligations, whether they be significant family gatherings or spontaneous happy hours.
I haven't been grocery shopping in more than two weeks, didn't go to the gym once in that span, and have even been neglecting this blog. One of its requirements, which I'd planned on and hoped for, was that I write every. damn. day. Instead, I've been dragging posts around the editorial calendar and dragging my feet.
Leaving the corporate world and starting my own business has opened the doors for a lot of interesting conversation about what it is that I actually do all day. Each day is an adventure, and no matter the best laid plan for the day, something can happen that turns your day into a whirlwind.