Kinda wish I was in Haiti right now…with these cuties.
But I’m not. I’m working a 9-5 in a cold office, alone. Not trying to sound dramatic…just stating facts. I just don’t know how much longer I can do this. I’d rather be poor and live a happy life rather than a life of financial security and mundane routines. There’s no passion here. I’m trying to grasp the concept of only having EIGHT DAYS a month to do things that I want. To adventure. See family. To simply live my freaking life. If this is how my life has to be, then those 8-9 hour work days better be amazing. Otherwise I am wasting my life. That’s a lot of time that I will never get back. So you all know what I have to do. 😉
You’ve all read this time and time again, or you’ve heard it come out of my mouth many, many, times. So clearly I’m just ranting.
Alright, I had my “fun”, and spirl of devilry for a month. July was full of shock and irresponsibility. Thank GOD I have some incredible people who are helping me remember who TF I really am.
I’ve also tried picking my own self up and decided to keep myself busy. I’ve always had little goals of mine but the idea of them have always been enough. It’s time to take action and pursue these goals. Starting with learning how to play my guitar! 🎸
I have an awesome friend who is teaching me. He is sooo good and is making me pay him in green tea frappacinos! So far, so good. Yesterday was my first lesson with him and my fingers hurt like a biotch. I struggled with placing them on the frets. All good tho, I’ll get there eventually.
“make a list of things that make you happy. make a list of things you do everyday. adjust accordingly.”
I just finished my third week of work. I gotta be honest, the first two weeks were rough. I was so in my head about this job…and I drove myself crazy. This week, I had so many other things going on that I didn’t really focus much on anything other than sitting at my desk and getting stuff done. With that being said, it was a great week. It went by quick and my boss brightened each day. I need to get out of my head more often 🙂
We had a pizza party today. It was fun and I got to meet a lot of new people in my building. It’s the little things.
When you relate to your grandpa on a whole new level:
No but seriously, can we talk about how hilarious it is that my grandpa is following up on my dating life 😂 This is how outrageous my dating life is…all of the wacky stories even have my grandpa wanting updates. I just cannot.
At least dating was lame back then too…I thought today’s modern dating was a millennial issue. Ha!