Yes, that’s right, today is my birthday. My blog birthday. I’m officially a toddler in blog years! Thanks for sticking out the terrible 2’s with me… Seriously.
With the new year and my third year, I swear I’m going to get back to this whole writing thing eventually… Fellow bloggers, any tips for sticking with it?
At the very least, rest assured there will continue to be Tuesday Thoughts and the occasional recipe. Maybe next birthday I’ll even make cake!
xxxooo
So now you know why this little blog has been kinda neglected lately… I’m still trying to find a good balance between work and play, and unfortunately blogging has gotten sidelined by a lot of other things lately. Hopefully that will change soon!
Whether you have a few different part-time jobs, or a full-time job plus a weekend job, working 7 days a week is hard… well, work! What’s that about not realizing how valuable something is until it’s gone? If you work 7 days a week, chances are your days off are few and far between (you may even have a countdown going until your next day off) and trying to somehow fit everything you need to get done outside of work, plus time to relax and see friends, into the few hours you have to yourself every day isn’t easy! From one working 7 days a week girl to the next- here are some tips to help you balance life when you’re constantly on the go.
Prioritize! You’re supposed to meet a friend for drinks after work, but you need to go grocery shopping and do laundry tonight and make cupcakes…
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Fall is my favorite time of the year! If you follow the blog, you already know I love pumpkin everything, but that’s not the only thing I like about this season…
Ok, I guess I have to admit it- I am a stereotypical white girl when it comes to all things Fall. That includes the “sweater weather,” pretty foliage and, of course, pumpkin flavored everything! Yes, I love it all. (#whitegirlproblems) And I could sit here and tell you all about how much I love pumpkin and baking pumpkin things and Halloween and foliage… But I won’t. Because what I really love about Fall is the promise of a new beginning.
I know New Years pretty much has a monopoly on the whole “new beginning” thing, but I’ve always thought there was something special about Fall. Maybe it’s because from a very young age we’re programmed to equate Fall with the start of a new school year, or something about the crispness of the air, but whatever it is- Fall is the perfect opportunity to start all the things you’ve been trying to…
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Way back in January, I decided that there were 13 things that I was definitely going to do this year. Let’s see how I’m doing…
My 2014 To-Do List
… finally finally finally go to NYC. Nope.
√ read at least 1 book every month. Hopefully more than that, though! Thanks Broke Girls Book Club!
… make at least 1 new recipe (from my list of 49+ pages of recipes to try) every month. Not so much (and now the list is up to 56 pages…)
… go camping. Is it too late for this now that it’s October?
… learn how to play the guitar that’s been sitting in the corner of my living room since I moved into my apartment over a year ago… Not yet…
… bake and make more desserts! The last time I baked anything was over a month ago…
… keep playing pool (in hopes that I’ll eventually become good at it). I haven’t played pool since before Tall Guy hurt his knee last February…
… do at least 1 creative thing a month. Not quite…
… go up to the observation deck in City Hall. Ugh. No.
… use the pastry bags and tips that Tall Guy got me for Christmas to decorate cakes and cupcakes. I tried to use them once and failed miserably. Do they have directions for those things?!
… figure out how to use the espresso machine my parents gave me last Summer. The years of sitting in our attic hadn’t been very good to it. When I went to finally use it, I found mold growing.
… go paddle boarding. No.
… go to the Art Museum! Still no. (And still so ashamed).
So… do you think it’s possible to cram all of this into the next 3 months?
Yesterday’s Tuesday Thoughts post was my first post since August 12th. A birthday, a breakup and a move into my own apartment later, and I’m officially back.
One day, you think you have it all figured out, and the next you’re crying to your mom on the phone begging her to let you come home and start all over. (Luckily, she knew just as well as you did that moving back into your childhood bedroom was not the solution.) What is it about traumatic life events that always makes you want to run home to your parents, no matter how old you are?
If anything, I’m living proof that there’s always a way out. Where there’s a will, there’s a way, as they say.
I like to think I’m a realist. When something isn’t working, I try to correct the situation, maybe too many times, before I completely call it quits. But at some point you just have to realize that the situation isn’t going to change unless you do. And I guess that’s why I’m writing this from the couch in my very first 1 bedroom apartment. Where I live. By myself. (Well… With my cat.)
Now I’m on the hunt for a part-time job (you know, so I can actually, like, afford this apartment), while trying to bring all the things I love back into my life. Like baking, reading, blogging… The list goes on.
Does it sound too cliche to say how excited I am to be on my own again? They say your 20s are supposed to be your selfish years, right? Maybe I’m just a little fashionably late to that party…
Hello blog, I’ve missed you.
Who loves seafood?! (This girl does.)
A couple days ago I had the pleasure of attending Crabby’s Media Night and it was, hands down, the most fun I’ve had on a Wednesday night in a long time.
Now, I know that looks like the crabbiest crab of all time, but spending your night at Crabby leaves you feeling anything BUT crabby. (Although it does make you want to say a lot of crabby puns… However, I will refrain. You’re welcome.)
I have to admit, I don’t go to the Piazza much because it’s kind of hard to get to from my neck of the woods (Fairmount) and with so many other great bars and restaurants in the city, I haven’t really had a reason to… Until now. Is it too soon to go back and crack some more crab legs? Can every night be Crabby’s Media Night?
Let’s start with the actual space itself. I’m not…
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To The Window: Adventures of a Twenty Something 