This week has been very soul-searchy for me. Two of my personality traits have been crossing hairs in the most unfortunate way. I am widely and easily fascinated on one hand and fiercely in need of a plan on the other. I want to know my steps 5 in advance, but that’s really hard to do when you’re not sure which direction you’re going.
Things I do know for sure: Uggs and a cardigan will always be comfortable. Loving my lazy Friday OOTD. Instead of focusing on the future, I spent the morning working on the here and now. There’s something so grounding about tackling short-term projects. I may not know where I’ll be in a year from now, but I do know that my education portfolio is going to look amazing!
In addition to working on school projects, I took some time to do a little bit of redecorating. I want to fill my whole wall up with pictures and quotes; I love being surrounded by things that make me happy. (Honestly, it’s so illogical to decorate more when I’ll be moving out in a few months, but here we are.)
“Do what you love” is a scary statement when you love so many things but life is a grand adventure and I intend to take full advantage of it.
This morning has been a luxurious exercise in slowing down. My only class was cancelled, replaced with a quick group assignment (that my partner I cleverly handled via email). I got to lazily drink my coffee and shower without rushing. I had time to do tidy up my room and do a load of laundry. After feeling meh for over a week, today’s slow pace was much needed.
It’s a glorious thing to spend the morning in your robe and I’m embracing the pants-less life quite well. OOTD: Pink polka dot robe and slippers.
This past summer, I broke my lifelong habit of biting my nails. Since then, I’ve been celebrating this achievement by keeping my nails painted in my favorite colors. I replaced my chipped magenta with a sweet pale pink.
This pressed juice y’all. It is easily my favorite drink in the whole world. Who knew ginger and lime could be so delicious!?! I can never find it in my regular grocery stores, so it’s always a special treat when I get my hands on some.
I’ve implied in other posts that I have the greatest Mama in the whole world, but now is the time to boast outright. She’s the queen of gifts, and last weekend when I went home, she had these great books waiting for me.
The 52 Lists Project by Moorea Seal and Savor by Shauna Niequist, a journal and a devotion book. Oh they are both just so lovely! I spent some time in both of them this morning, reading and reflecting. I am so blessed to be able to have mornings like this to rejuvenate and refuel. It’s been the perfect little reset to go break out of the fog I’ve been in.
Four years ago, sitting in my new dorm room the night before I started college, I happened upon a little music video called “Thrift Shop”. I vividly remember cracking up at how ridiculous the video was and ravenously watching anything else created by the artist. I was hooked.
For my 22nd birthday, my hero of a mom got me front row tickets to see Macklemore for the third time and it was an incredible night. How stinkin’ cute is my Mama?? We had a blast singing and dancing together.
By the end of the show, we had been sprayed with water, covered in confetti, and had received a few high-fives. I was dead tired from jumping around so much and was feeling a little overwhelmed (Me + Crowds = Not a good mix), but Mama Deb suggested we take a peek at the alley behind the theater. Sure enough, a small crowd had congregated to wait for Ryan Lewis and Macklemore.
Somehow we found ourselves among them, chatting with strangers in the cold for two hours. And then, before I really had time to process what was happening, I took the best/worst selfie of my life. I look insane, the lighting is horrible, and it’s kinda blurry, but it is oh-so perfect.
I started listening to Macklemore at such a pivotal time in my life. I was 18, just moved away from home for the first time, on the verge of discovering who I was. The Heist became the soundtrack of my growth. As I learned and cried and laughed, I always came back to those songs that articulated my emotions in a way that I never could. Now I’m 22, a semester away from graduation, a semester away from the unknown, and I’ve discovered this beautiful power in the nostalgia of music. There’s a wealth of emotions stored in his music and I find so much comfort in knowing that I’ll always have those songs, that soundtrack, that snippet of my life, to come home to.
I had my first test of the new semester this morning, so naturally, instead of waking up early to study some more or to exercise & get the blood flowing to my brain (#science), I woke up early to drink coffee and to listen to my favorite podcast. The She Didn’t Text Back Podcast is crass and rude and hysterical and the perfect thing to listen to at 7:54 a.m. (That statement is also #science).
In a lot of ways, I’m not a morning person, but there is just something so undeniably great about having plenty of time to do your makeup and sip that life-sustaining juice that is coffee. And it’s an added bonus when your mug is stinkin’ adorable.
In keeping with the lazy Monday theme, today’s OOTD featured a tee shirt proclaiming my general feelings (Ok, but first coffee) and yoga pants for the ultimate test-taking comfort.
I’ve been trying for literally years to practice yoga consistently. As much as I love it and can recognize the positive impact it has on my health and happiness, I just can never seem to make it a part of my daily routine. And then I feel all negative about that and so very un-yogi like, perpetuating my distance from my practice. But today’s a new day and I’m celebrating making it to the mat! A nice stretch to start the week off right. Now to tackle that paper I’ve been putting off…
It’s been a rainy, dreary day here in Tennessee, the kind that makes you want to skip your classes and just stay tucked up in bed. Thank goodness for coffee and rain boots.
Rainy day = Simplicity. Black jeans, loose tee and my go-to jacket for the OOTD.
The only logical thing to do after class on a gross Friday morning is to reflect and reminisce. For Christmas, I received the most lovely set of paperback journals. Each has a theme and simple little prompts to get the words flowing. A Dr. Pepper in my sparkly cup, some Beatles music, and making a list of tiny pleasures I want to enjoy more; what could be better?
I’m generally a pretty introspective, nostalgic person, but this week I’ve been feeling particularly reflective. Two years ago, I left school to work at Walt Disney World for a semester. This week has been a mess of emotions remembering that time and it seemed fitting to take a look through my scrapbook this morning. So many sweet memories.
Sleepy, simple Friday mornings are easily one of my favorite things. No rushing, no stress. Even the nasty weather can’t spoil this glorious morning.