I kept doing all the things – sleep, exercise, books, Netflix, “me time”, time away from my family, time with my family. You name the “self care” trick, I tried it. I tried them all.
Relatable, funny, mysterious, insightful books and movies filled with comedy, superheroes, and the richy rich. Check, check, check.
Better for the earth, better for my body, better for my bank account, and better for the hands that make it.
College is a beautiful thing, but I will forever be annoyed that I now read a million things at once. That's all.
WHAT HAPPENED? DID FEBRUARY EVEN EXIST? Probably it didn't. But I'm okay with it being March because that means friends visiting, fun projects (stay tuned), and FREAKING Jamaica! To say I'm excited isn't accurate. It isn't accurate at all. Also, if you'd like to say a prayer that my passport comes in on time, that'd …
Okay, so we read all of those super deep, life changing, transformational books. Everybody loves a good self-help book amirite? No? Okay, fine. We hate to love them, then. Or we love some psycho killer page turner like Gone Girl. While I also love these, about a 2 years ago I reached a point where …
Man, unemployment is definitely teaching me to enjoy where I am. Even if it's not where I want to be. When I haven't been traveling to 473563847 weddings, I've been reading my butt off. Here's a list of what I've read this summer and how it measured up.
I genuinely have enjoyed this podcast. And was actually sad when the “season” was over? Who knew that was possible. I know what you’re thinking. Serial fans knew that was possible.