Snoozy Day

Starbucks and Fall Love

So sorry about the lack of posts lately. Life has been needless to say a whirlwind of craziness.

I’m not sure about you but mornings are my me time. My time to digest everything that needs to be done. Plan my day with ease. Once I have given up the fight with my snooze button, I prop out of bed and start my coffee maker. Tidy up a little bit and pick out my outfit for the day. I have my large cup of coffee and enjoy a nice warm shower to help me wake up and rinse the sleepy away. Brushing teeth, doing hair and makeup. Pick out my jewelry and I’m ready to tackle the day with determination and confidence. To me, my mornings are an indication of how the day will be. And this morning was difficult.

Alarm clock FAIL! I didn’t hear my alarm and woke up 50 minutes after I was supposed to be at work. So in frantic race against time I threw my hair in a ponytail quickly brushed my teeth and ran out the door to get stuck behind the train. I felt awful. Listening to the sounds of the train squeal on the tracks was just another irritation of my lateness. Why couldn’t the train go faster. Unshowered and barely awake I arrived at work hoping that the day would go better. I was just in a continuous funk all day. After I grabbed some coffee, I started to wake up a little. But really I just wished I was still at home snuggled in my bed. It was drizzly and rainy out which didn’t help my bout of  sleepiness. After running numerous errands on the way home, I tidied up the house a little and enjoyed a lovely starbucks pumpkin spice latte and started my day over the way it should’ve started in the first place.

I’ve seem to run into a unlucky spurt lately. My poor jeep was having issues and I had to take it to the shop and after a week without her, I finally got her back with a new computer. Thankfully she’s running just like new. I’ve had my impacted wisdom tooth taken out. Finally I feel like I can eat something of substance without my jar feeling like its going to fall apart. My eldest kitty has a bump on his hind leg and we’re taking him to the vet next week to see what we can do for him. I hope its just a silly thing and nothing too serious.

I hope that this unluckiness has run its course. The best thing about life is that it keeps on going. Tomorrow is a brand new day that will be filled with smiles and happy memories. 

How about you? How do you feel about mornings? Do you have a morning routine?

Isn't It Loverly?

 

Bread feeds the body, indeed, but flowers feed also the soul. *Koran*

Well, Hello Again

I hope you're all having a wonderful week. 

Searching for some inspiration with these beauties my love brought home yesterday. 

Blogness

Hello again!

So sorry for being MIA. So sorry about the last post. My head has been somewhat scattered.

I'm not going to lie. Lately I've felt myself in a grumpy slump. Trying to get as much done as I can without losing every ounce of my energy.

My day: Wake up, coffee, work, homework, coffee, coffee, coffee, school, shovel food in my mouth, pass out from total exhaustion.

Yesterday I woke up and found myself wondering what in the world has been going on with me. Just going with the motions like a robot without any thought. I daydream about crawling in bed and sleeping for days. Taking a vacation to get away from the everyday life to let go of some stress, relax and recharge my batteries. I totally wish I could be the energizer bunny, don't you?

Even though my head has not really been in the game, I did get a few things accomplished:

• Went to check out a local gym (declined signing up for anything due to ridiculous pricing)
  
• I set up a budget system so we can track how much we spend on uselessness each month and focus on saving some moolah. (love it)
  
• I started my 3^rd class for the summer-college algebra- (happy to report I'm surviving in the class after not taking a math class in 7 years!)
  
• My sweet love got me an ereader for my birthday! ( It's my new best friend and goes with me everywhere)
  
• Meet up for some coffee with my best friend (J)
  
• My 1^st class ended! (1. Yay for more time) (2. Yay for an A)
  
• Came up with the ingenious idea of actually planning meals for the week (less time debating on what to eat when we're starving and feel like we could eat as much as an army)
  
• We finally gave in and decided to sign up for Netflix (I'm officially addicted and i highly recommend it)
  
• Tweaked out when I realized how close the fall semester was and signed up for classes
  

I think I finally popped out of the monotonous tone that has been these past few weeks. Yesterday I was looking in the mirror at my absolutely boring hair and decided I needed to take some action. It was too drab. And that is soo not me. I thought maybe if I get my hair chopped off I'll feel a little more fun and energetic. FYI: it totally worked. Decided to get a fun, short cut and I love it. Pictures to come as soon as I find my camera. I swear it grew legs and ran away.

Toodles!

 

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Life is a book. Each day is a page. And life goes chapter by chapter. There are lessons within each chapter that we take with us to the next. But where does one chapter end and the other begin? Are there subchapters? Do you think that sometimes those chapters mix in between themselves?

I was told by someone once, that I tend to live in the past. And the truth is I do.

Sometimes I feel like I'm standing in the middle of the woods. Watching others ahead of me find their way through the wild. Thinking I could do that. Wishing I could be like them. They're probably scared, but it doesn't show. Then I look behind me. Seeing face after face standing there. Tears in their eyes. Afraid of where they are. Scared. Refusing to move. If they don't move, they'll eventually become statues. Part of the landscape. You won't even notice them anymore. And here I am. In the middle. Always comparing my decisions to others. I want to be like them, or I don't want to be like that. I could stand there for days, debating. I'll slowly move a couple feet in front of me. Then stop. Requestion where I am and what I should do. And then question why I keep stopping and why I keep moving. I'll move a few more feet, and then question myself again and again.

It's a never ending cycle. How do I make it stop. I want to step out of myself and shake me and say, "Just go! See? They're doing it? Just go! Don't think about it!"

Hopefully a new chapter will start soon.

Mini Vacation? Yes Please!

I feel so silly. I’ve neglected to mention that I have a wonderful man in my life that makes me feel like a princess. I’ll spare you all the lovey dovey details, but he does make my heart extremely happy!

I am currently taking 3 classes this summer and working full time.

He works overtime every week and tries to keep me sane.

With all this working and such, there’s hardly any time for just us. It’s been at least 5 months since we’ve had a day off together. Sooo, the other day we discussed the possibility of a two day getaway at the end of the summer. I'm am so excited! Now we just have to figure out the details and pick the days!!!

Little Treasures

Sometimes the positive things need to outweigh the negative. While this week wasn't the best in my life book, there were many things that made my heart happy. Such as:

• Air conditioning. Yes readers, that's right-air conditioning. It's a wonderful thing. There were quite a few times this week that I wanted to hug my thermostat.
• Coffee. Energy and yumminess all in a drink. Ahhh. To wake up and enjoy a nice little cup of joe in the wee hours of the morning.
• Norman Rockwell find at Goodwill. I absolutely love it.
  
• Catching up with old friends. Talking and laughing for hours from a random phone call. Love it.
• Paying off a big bill. After paying Rent-A-Center quite a bit of money, I can finally call this computer mine! It's wonderful to be able to have something completely paid off and to be able to say that it's yours!
  

 

Natural Disaster

When I was growing up, our house always looked like it would be straight out of Better Homes and Gardens. Everything was beautiful and had a place. That was everything except my room. Random items were always being shoved under the bed, in the closet, anywhere I could find. Please tell me I wasn't the only one who did it. It wasn't my fault, really. I blame it all on peer pressure. I couldn't keep my friends waiting when we just had to go to the mall to get some retail therapy, or go see that movie with the male lead that we just had to drool over. I mean, this stuff was important! Who cared if my pajamas weren't in that laundry basket? It was just easier to shove them under the bed, right?

Yesterday when I woke up, I felt like I was in my old room. Wondering when the tornado, hurricane and earthquake all seemed to hit at once. It was ridiculous. Not gunna lie. Nothing had a place, and everything was everywhere.
 
I was determined to get my lovely little apartment spotless. Normally I would just tidy up here and there then call it a day. Well-not yesterday! I scrubbed and cleaned every little crevice I could find. I made myself a checklist for each room and gave myself a timeline. I know, dorky right? But when I grabbed that pen and crossed off everything it felt a-ma-zing. Who knew a little line through a word could bring so much happiness?

My reward at the end of the day you may ask? A glass of red wine on my balcony of course!

When I popped out of bed this morning, the first thing I did was make the bed (FYI: this is a big deal for me). I made myself some coffee and looked around. My apartment was soo tidy, it was almost eerie. Like I was in someone else's house. It felt amazing to be able to wake up and not worry about needing to do this or that.

I plan on making more checklists for some reorganizing of closets, drawers, and storage areas. I'll do one at a time and make sure everything has a place. I will get it done, I promise you!