Now I am back home. I am wide awake while my husband quietly sleeps next to me and our cat wanders around the backyard. A lime popsicle and netflix await me so I'll say goodnight.
Monday, September 7, 2015
Labor Day
Today felt like one of those true last days of summer days. I had a leisurely breakfast at home with my husband before meeting up with my best friends. It's always great to get some quality best friend time. We attempted to start our afternoon with a movie but the projector didn't work. In the end it was fine because we still managed to grab some Starbucks, visit the new baby, go to the mall, enjoy a delicious meal, stop off at Ikea and finish the night out with Pinkberry.
Better late..
Day 3 and already I am late on last night's post. I had intended to write a little before I went to bed but I fell asleep halfway through a scary movie and so here I am early this morning.
It's Labor Day! I am not currently working but I like that my loved ones have the day off. I'll take all the extra time I can get with them. Long weekends are the best. There is the promise of fresh brewed coffee and someone to share it with. Later today I'll get to see my best friends and enjoy a day out with them. It's been a great couple of days. I don't want it to end.
This might be my shortest entry to date but I am eager to cook some breakfast and brew some coffee before the day gets too hot.
It's Labor Day! I am not currently working but I like that my loved ones have the day off. I'll take all the extra time I can get with them. Long weekends are the best. There is the promise of fresh brewed coffee and someone to share it with. Later today I'll get to see my best friends and enjoy a day out with them. It's been a great couple of days. I don't want it to end.
This might be my shortest entry to date but I am eager to cook some breakfast and brew some coffee before the day gets too hot.
Saturday, September 5, 2015
Brunch
Weekend mornings are my favorite. There is no alarm going off to wake us, no place we need to be, and there is usually the promise of brunch-yes, even on a Saturday.
This morning we awoke hungry and after opening the fridge we realized we were in desperate need of groceries. Buying groceries when hungry is never a good idea so we stopped off to grab a bite to eat.
A vegan meal and coffee was all I needed. I was not disappointed.
This morning we awoke hungry and after opening the fridge we realized we were in desperate need of groceries. Buying groceries when hungry is never a good idea so we stopped off to grab a bite to eat.
A vegan meal and coffee was all I needed. I was not disappointed.
Friday, September 4, 2015
September
So...it's been a few months. Since I've last written on here, I got married, enjoyed a quick weekend honeymoon at vegan beerfest with my husband, finished a semester in school, enjoyed having the summer off, and accomplished a few home improvement projects.
For reasons I don't wish to get into, I will be taking a semester off before going back to school in the spring. That means that I am now left with 5 months of unscheduled time. I do plan on getting a job in the meantime. What I have to come to the realization of, during my summer off, is that I do not do well with idleness. The days go by in a blur. I laughed one afternoon when I couldn't remember what day it was. I felt like Violet Crawley in Downton Abbey, as all my days felt like weekends.
Here I am now, determined to change that. I have heard other bloggers, you tubers, telecommuters, mention that it can be quite the struggle to work from home. Oftentimes they recommend getting dressed in the morning as if you are going in to the office because it can be a slippery slope staying in your pajamas all day. I now see their point. They recommend you set aside specific times of the day when you will be in work mode, when you will take breaks, go to lunch, and end your work day. They set a schedule and try to stick with it.
It might seem odd to start this schedule on a Friday but I fear that if I wait until Monday, the momentum will be gone. This morning I got up early. I heated up some breakfast and made some coffee. It felt like a good way to start the day.
I picked up a dry erase calendar, which I haven't been using, and have now marked it off to remind myself to write and photograph daily. It is where I will check off the task as I complete it.
I get down on myself for not being great. I get frustrated when I feel like my writing isn't up to par or when I can't get a photograph just the way I pictured it in my head. But I know I cannot possibly get better if I do not keep practicing.
For now, my goal will be to write daily. I will keep track of it here. I will also take at least one photograph with my camera, not my phone. The photos I probably won't post on here but this felt like the right space for my daily writing.
Entry #1: completed.
Now off I go to work on the photograph...
For reasons I don't wish to get into, I will be taking a semester off before going back to school in the spring. That means that I am now left with 5 months of unscheduled time. I do plan on getting a job in the meantime. What I have to come to the realization of, during my summer off, is that I do not do well with idleness. The days go by in a blur. I laughed one afternoon when I couldn't remember what day it was. I felt like Violet Crawley in Downton Abbey, as all my days felt like weekends.
Here I am now, determined to change that. I have heard other bloggers, you tubers, telecommuters, mention that it can be quite the struggle to work from home. Oftentimes they recommend getting dressed in the morning as if you are going in to the office because it can be a slippery slope staying in your pajamas all day. I now see their point. They recommend you set aside specific times of the day when you will be in work mode, when you will take breaks, go to lunch, and end your work day. They set a schedule and try to stick with it.
It might seem odd to start this schedule on a Friday but I fear that if I wait until Monday, the momentum will be gone. This morning I got up early. I heated up some breakfast and made some coffee. It felt like a good way to start the day.
I picked up a dry erase calendar, which I haven't been using, and have now marked it off to remind myself to write and photograph daily. It is where I will check off the task as I complete it.
I get down on myself for not being great. I get frustrated when I feel like my writing isn't up to par or when I can't get a photograph just the way I pictured it in my head. But I know I cannot possibly get better if I do not keep practicing.
For now, my goal will be to write daily. I will keep track of it here. I will also take at least one photograph with my camera, not my phone. The photos I probably won't post on here but this felt like the right space for my daily writing.
Entry #1: completed.
Now off I go to work on the photograph...
Friday, January 30, 2015
mercurial
I am fickle, like the sunlight.
Yesterday was full of sunshine and baking. It was a good time. The house was filled with warmth and the hours in the day seemed endless. I was restless to take on all tasks.
Today, there is light rain. The sun is clouded over. The air is chill. The bed and its comfort and warmth calls.
Yesterday was full of sunshine and baking. It was a good time. The house was filled with warmth and the hours in the day seemed endless. I was restless to take on all tasks.
Today, there is light rain. The sun is clouded over. The air is chill. The bed and its comfort and warmth calls.
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
unemployed
How do people do it? I have been working ever since I was 17 or 18 and only temporarily didn't work for about a week, once, between jobs.
I've officially been unemployed for a week and am already going mad with all this free time. I am definitely a lot less productive when I have more time. I have always worked better under pressure.
My time has been filled with cleaning, laundry, cooking, baking, organizing, and lots of Netflix. I have attempted to pick up a book on a few occasions but haven't even managed to read more than a handful of pages and a comic or two. Even now, I sit here on my freshly made bed, forcing myself to write.
I had idealized all this free time. I thought I'd make a big dent in my to be read pile, I'd take a ton of photographs, I'd venture out to new places, and yet I have done none of these.
The one exception to the dullness would be my birthday weekend. I got to spend it up in Big Sur with my fiancé. My best friends were so kind. They surprised me with a stay at Deetjen's as it was my dream to spend the day up there in nature, on my 30th birthday.
After months of being unused, I dusted off my camera and took many photos, all the while, trying to to stay in the moment.
We drove up at midnight and made it there right at sunrise. We grabbed some coffee and tea at Big Sur Bakery, drove all the way up past Bixby Bridge, hiked down to the beach, drove back down, stopped for a hike at Pfeiffer State Park, had a late lunch at Nepenthe with the most beautiful view, and visited the Henry Miller library, before finally checking into Deetjen's.
The next day we visited Pfeiffer Beach and it was my favorite place of all. We sat on an old log while we sipped coffee and munched on banana bread and chex mix. We couldn't complain. We had the best view. There were few people there. The sand had mixtures of purple in it. The water was so clear, in all shades of blue. The waves were powerful. The sun gave off just enough heat. I could not have asked for a more perfect morning. We had only planned to stay for maybe 30 minutes but two hours went by and we hardly noticed. That was our last and most impressive stop before heading back home.
Now I am back to reality but hoping to keep some of that magic. I know that once I start school, in two weeks, I'll be much more enthusiastic. I don't doubt that stress will follow but it'll be the good kind. It will be the kind that pushes me to be greater.
I've officially been unemployed for a week and am already going mad with all this free time. I am definitely a lot less productive when I have more time. I have always worked better under pressure.
My time has been filled with cleaning, laundry, cooking, baking, organizing, and lots of Netflix. I have attempted to pick up a book on a few occasions but haven't even managed to read more than a handful of pages and a comic or two. Even now, I sit here on my freshly made bed, forcing myself to write.
I had idealized all this free time. I thought I'd make a big dent in my to be read pile, I'd take a ton of photographs, I'd venture out to new places, and yet I have done none of these.
The one exception to the dullness would be my birthday weekend. I got to spend it up in Big Sur with my fiancé. My best friends were so kind. They surprised me with a stay at Deetjen's as it was my dream to spend the day up there in nature, on my 30th birthday.
After months of being unused, I dusted off my camera and took many photos, all the while, trying to to stay in the moment.
We drove up at midnight and made it there right at sunrise. We grabbed some coffee and tea at Big Sur Bakery, drove all the way up past Bixby Bridge, hiked down to the beach, drove back down, stopped for a hike at Pfeiffer State Park, had a late lunch at Nepenthe with the most beautiful view, and visited the Henry Miller library, before finally checking into Deetjen's.
The next day we visited Pfeiffer Beach and it was my favorite place of all. We sat on an old log while we sipped coffee and munched on banana bread and chex mix. We couldn't complain. We had the best view. There were few people there. The sand had mixtures of purple in it. The water was so clear, in all shades of blue. The waves were powerful. The sun gave off just enough heat. I could not have asked for a more perfect morning. We had only planned to stay for maybe 30 minutes but two hours went by and we hardly noticed. That was our last and most impressive stop before heading back home.
Now I am back to reality but hoping to keep some of that magic. I know that once I start school, in two weeks, I'll be much more enthusiastic. I don't doubt that stress will follow but it'll be the good kind. It will be the kind that pushes me to be greater.
(baking out of boredness)
(Pfeiffer Beach)
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Phases
I feel good. Like really good. Like I am inner smiling good. I can't help it. I am glowing. I am radiating.
On January 5, 2015 I turned in my two weeks notice. I spent 10 years at a good company, made great friends, learned a lot, grew up, and was able to settle down and get myself in order. However, that phase is over. I felt it and knew it was time to move on. I will be forever grateful for that time.
On January 19, 2015 at 3:00pm PST, I start a new phase. It is the phase of the risk taker, the unknower , the dream chaser, the life grasper. It feels so right. It feels like I can breathe. It is scary but in the best way. I listened to what others thought was best for so long and now I am doing what I believe, what I know, to be truly what is best for myself. Liberating.
For once, I don't feel the need to write up some new year's resolutions. It might have to do with the fact that I am now finally ready to acknowledge what it is that I want. That was difficult enough to do. It was hard admitting what I want because that put it out there with the possibility of not achieving it. I don't care if I fail anymore. Failing means I went after it. Failing is better than not trying at all. Failing means I am living. I am awake.
I spent years with a void I couldn't fill. I complained, wondering how so many know what it is that they want at such a young age. I laugh now because deep down I always knew. The signs are plastered all over drawn out journals, books, online posts, pictures from all those years. I just wasn't ready to accept it. I am now. So now I smile. I am not naive. I know it won't be easy but who cares? The toughness will shape me, will teach me, will make me better. And all the while I will secretly be loving it because I'll do it with love. Love for the life I was meant for.
On January 5, 2015 I turned in my two weeks notice. I spent 10 years at a good company, made great friends, learned a lot, grew up, and was able to settle down and get myself in order. However, that phase is over. I felt it and knew it was time to move on. I will be forever grateful for that time.
On January 19, 2015 at 3:00pm PST, I start a new phase. It is the phase of the risk taker, the unknower , the dream chaser, the life grasper. It feels so right. It feels like I can breathe. It is scary but in the best way. I listened to what others thought was best for so long and now I am doing what I believe, what I know, to be truly what is best for myself. Liberating.
For once, I don't feel the need to write up some new year's resolutions. It might have to do with the fact that I am now finally ready to acknowledge what it is that I want. That was difficult enough to do. It was hard admitting what I want because that put it out there with the possibility of not achieving it. I don't care if I fail anymore. Failing means I went after it. Failing is better than not trying at all. Failing means I am living. I am awake.
I spent years with a void I couldn't fill. I complained, wondering how so many know what it is that they want at such a young age. I laugh now because deep down I always knew. The signs are plastered all over drawn out journals, books, online posts, pictures from all those years. I just wasn't ready to accept it. I am now. So now I smile. I am not naive. I know it won't be easy but who cares? The toughness will shape me, will teach me, will make me better. And all the while I will secretly be loving it because I'll do it with love. Love for the life I was meant for.
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