At this moment, I miss blogging and as it is the end of my workday, I’m gonna seize the opportunity.
I think with all of the different forms of social media, it’s really easy to know where people are and what they are doing. I doubt there is a single person reading this who doesn’t “know” me elsewhere. But, as I have been lazy about even bullet journaling, some reflection via typing just felt right.
So this weekend I was in a wedding and you have likely heard about the dress fiasco. What no one complains about loudly enough when it comes to weddings is how expensive and almost ridiculous it is but then how seeing your friend that happy and glowing makes it worth it. Almost. It was damn expensive. Glad I could put my event planning skills to good use and diffuse crises while wearing a long dress. Being in a wedding also highlighted how little make-up I wear on a daily basis. How does one teach herself to use an eyelash curler at the age of 33?
We went on a vacation. I think being in your 30s is the height of needing a vacation from your vacation. But really, getting life in line and figuring out how to be a solid adult is hard. I went to the grocery store at 6:30 a.m. so I could feel somewhat together this week.
My cat woke me up on Mother’s Day by puking twice. True love, am I right?
Still reading a lot, still scrolling too much. Read The Wedding Date in one sitting (on a plane, but still) and it was easy and delightful. Highly recommend if you need something for the beach or pool.
We are going to the ATX Festival for the fourth year in a row and TIM RIGGINS will be there and I am psyched. And also an Americans reunion/reflection on the series. That show is worthy of a rewatch.
I want to be better at sharing. I see so many things shared, or going viral, and I am like ME TOOOO, why didn’t I think to say that?! How do you train your brain to realize where you are unique, and where you bring value? I have the same issue at work – it’s hard for me to realize where I am an expert. I feel like so many things I know are common knowledge, but they aren’t.
I need to make an agreement with one of my friends that I will be their Jonathan Van Ness and they should be mine. I love how every pronoun is “her” and he doesn’t allow negativity and I want to be that bright light but I think my DNA is just too sullen. It’s always funnier to point out the ridiculousness of something, but it’s much more satisfying to pick out the good stuff.
(Responding to comments is my kryptonite…)