So, lets see…somehow it became August and no one told me.
But seriously, now it’s almost the end of August and I’m still confused. Where did this month/summer/year go? I’m scared to blink because then I’ll be wrapped up in a sweater choosing what bow to put on what present. I am so mad at myself because I have about 2 pages of blog prompts, ideas and things I want to accomplish with the blog. But right now my clients, work, the startup and my sanity have to come first. But I have some great posts lined up. I’m especially excited for my review of VinEdge, because it blows my mind and it’s pretty freakin’ awesome! What is it?! You’ll just have to visit their site or wait and read my post.
By the end of the day though my brain hurts…it literally hurts to think. I’ve been really strict with myself over the past month since I didn’t handle my anxiety well at all. A few things I put in place was earlier bed time (anything before midnight), No technology on the couch or bedroom, and in the morning I don’t check my work email until I get to work. The other piece of my crazy puzzle is we move in less than 2 weeks. We actually just switched units and scored one with a yard for the pups! So now I’m double-pumped up about moving because they will finally have a place to run around and be happy! I’ve been mentally re-decorating and planning the new floor plan, as well using my early mornings to pin inspiration like crazy.
We’re getting the keys a few days before the movers bring everything in, so it gives me a chance to go a bit paint crazy, (because you know I can’t help myself) I just HATE standard apartment wall treatments. It might be the most tragic thing ever in the dwelling world. Why can’t they paint them all white? I always get stuck with the ambiguous taupey-sand color that looks good with….nothing.
In unrelated travel news, if you follow me on Instagram or are friends with me on the fB, you’ll know I took a spontaneous trip to Vegas for a night last week. And by night I mean I had 15 hours on the ground and bought my ticket at 8pm the night before I left. It was definitely an adventure and had been on my bucket list forever. I was straight up Dora The Explorer style. Everything I needed for a great night out in Vegas in my trust backpack, hair spray and mini deep eddy’s included.
I think I’ll do a blog post on how to survive Vegas with just a backpack because I survived and everything went according to plan. The only thing I didn’t plan for was how long my hangover would last.
We are notoriously bad of getting photos together. It’s on my list of things to get better at. This was the only picture we got all night and I was too busy dancing to play tourist. Next time Vegas, next time.
But seriously, about that hangover…it makes me think that this hilarious blog-post about Going Out in Your Early 20’s v Late 20’s is on to something,
Example, when choosing drinks: Early 20’s