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this made me think…and then made me cry…just a little tiny bit…
this is true. and. this is me.
i need this
and this…
i am obsessed with this song…
ohhhhhh. this.
i listen to this probably once a day…if this guy EVER comes
close to the maritimes…I will be there.
i want a plant. I will name it fred. and try not to kill it.
did i show you my new lunchbox?? Even if I did…LOOK AT IT AGAIN…
it’s sooooooooo freaking adorable!!
There are things I know I should not share.
This is one of them.
Yet…here I am…sharing it anyway. :)
I like schedules and routines and lists…
and color coded spreadsheets.
I feel like there is a lot that I want to accomplish
this year..this is my year to “ignite” after all!
Sometimes, though,
I feel like things are getting away from me…
like time is getting away from me…
like I can’t fit it all in…
so I made this little schedule for myself.
And, as crazy as it looks, it has definitely helped.
Nothing about it is carved in stone.
If something comes up,
like the chance to go to a movie
(AND PAY A RIDICULOUS AMOUNT
FOR POPCORN but I am not going to rant
about that again)…or go for a coffee
with your brother, then I happily do those things…
but otherwise…I try to stick to the schedule
but…mainly for balance.
I have also started an accountability group
with some friends and I can’t even tell you
how awesome that has been.
To get together once a month at your
favorite coffee house and geek it out
over pens, spreadsheets, apps and color coding
WHILE gently holding each other accountable
for goals that we have set AND
being excited for each other when
targets are hit and boxes are ticked off,
well…it’s pretty damn exhilarating and energizing.
I know I say this every year…
but I think that THIS is gonna be my year.
:)
So…it has been a while
since I have posted a
whatcha readin’ update!
I have been reading.
Not as much as I would like to be
but still…I really have been reading, honest!
I finished off last year
reluctantly reading the first of
the Crazy Rich Asian trilogy
and I was kind of a little ho-hum about it.
It felt a little fluffy, a little too name-droppy
but then…
well..honestly?
I got sucked in.
I wanted to know what happened
Rachel and Nick
and I was rooting for Astrid
and kind of wanting to throat punch Micheal
and kinda crushing on Charlie…
It reminded me of how I would always get
sucked into the daytime soap operas
my mom watched…
Another World and Edge of Night
and Mac & Rachel and
who shot Jake?
Ok…I just got totally sidetracked there. :)
The truth is
I liked the books
much more than I had expected to.
I might even watch the movie.
:)
3.5 out of 5 ♥♥♥♥♥’s
NEXT UP:: TIDELANDS - PHILIPPA GREGORY
everywhere i look
it’s hearts and flowers
and sweet sentiments & valentine wishes…
but for some reason
tonight
my head is full of buccaneers
and bony skeletons,
torn treasure maps,
and bonny anne the girl pirate
sailing on a turbulent sea,
scaring the boys
and whistling for whales
who will float along beside her
and take her on the
next great adventure…
where she will lead mutinies
and rebellions and
make friends with the
jellyfish
and share secrets and bread crumbs
with the seagulls…
yeah…my brain gets away from me sometimes.
♥ it’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood
♥ i want to feel like this again…
♥ this…
arrrrghhhh….happy heart day, matey…♥♥♥ now walk the plank.
there is something about
being home
that just makes me
incredibly happy.
my house is not fancy…hell…
it’s not even finished.
half a string of christmas lights
still hang over the door
and bang against the window
but i like the little flash of bright colors
against the white of the snow outside.
i have water damage on the ceiling
and a makeshift ramp
to get to the leaking
front door…the same front door
you have to slam
to make sure it’s shut.
there’s a pumpkin head
with a top hat that was carved out of
one of our trees years ago
and i can’t bear to move it…
the kitchen faucet sprays like a geyser
and the countertop is broken…
one plug doesn’t work
and i am missing light fixtures
and baseboard
and have a couple holes in the wall…
oh. and i am pretty sure something might be
living
in the attic but i try not to think about that.
yet there is no place else i want to be.
every hole, every crack, every broken bit
holds a memory...a funny story…
a secret no one else knows.
i am home
and the freezing rain is pelting
against the windows,
the cat is sleeping on my computer chair,
the heater ticks and whirs behind me
while i listen to ben howard
and click away at the keyboard
thinking about how
happy i am
to be home.
♥ my newly decluttered little blue desk space
♥ ben howard
♥ lemon, garlic and olive oil…on everything
♥ such a great idea!
♥ getting back to the bullet journal
♥ sunflower seeds
♥ this made me cry…just a little tiny bit
♥ this made me cry just a little bit more
happy freezing rain friday….stay warm. :)