10 instant happies: My life in gifs.

1. The secret life I think my husband lives because he only watches "Law and Order: SVU" or "Criminal Minds" or "Cold Case Files" while playing RPGs.

2. When someone at work makes an irreverent joke or glorious reference that catches you off-guard.

3. When I buy chocolate-covered pretzels at Costco in bulk and Adam pretends not to notice.

4. When I first heard Donald Trump was running for president. 

5. When I look at my graduate degree.

6. When anyone tries to play with my 4-year-old nephew Grayson.

7. When I told one of my best friends that I moved near her.

8. When anyone texts or calls me.

9. Trying to find out where to look when I'm Skyping. At the webcam or the picture of the person talking?

10. When people ask me, "If you could do just one thing in the world, what would you do?"

Your turn! Show me what's going in your life within Gifland.


Cliches needed in weird-ass times.

My husband and I recently purchased our first house. A milestone! And we've been over the moon about it. 

Sure, some citrus trees died in the front yard which weren't a part of the inspection. We had to pay to get that removed, but worked with the agents to replace it. Oil was layered in the driveway and uncleaned, so Adam covered it in kitty litter. (A fun tip to remove oil!) Tiles from the garage trim fell and are missing, but will be replaced this weekend. The fence is just hanging out fallen in the backyard and needs to be paid to be tossed. 

But it's not a new home, and we're grateful to have space... Glorious space!

At the same time, I started a new job... And.

Something beyond bummerlicious happened today. Beyond disappointing to a married couple with a home filled with high hopes for lots of exciting future prospects for the type of people we like to consider... planners!

Instead of getting down about it, I'm going to fill this page with cliches and lovable quotes to lift up my spirits. Because that's all you can really do. Let go and lift up and move on.

  • There is nothing worst than feeling like you didn't do your best even when you did.
  • Everything happens for a reason.
  • When the universe closes a door, a window opens.
  • Great people do things when they are ready.
  • We must be willing to let go of the life we planned, so as to have the life we are waiting for us.
  • Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.
  • Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken.
  • The worst enemy of creativity is self-doubt.
  • Over-planning kills magic.
  • You may not be able to control every situation and its outcome, but you can control your attitude and how you deal with it.
  • I've found the key to happiness. Stay the hell away from assholes.
  • Not everyone deserves to know the real you. Let them criticize who you think they are.
  • Headphones are the new wall.
  • Stay true to who you are and you will end up incredibly happy.
  • I am still learning.
  • We can't help everyone. But everyone can help someone.
  • Sometimes you need a break in a beautiful place. Alone. To figure everything else.
  • Do what you have to do until you can do what you want to do.
  • Nine out of 10 times when people treat you like crap they feel like crap. Don't take on their internal struggle. Send them off with peace.
  • I have decided to be happy for it is good for my health.
What are a few of your favorite Pinterestable quotes that help you get through it all. Because you'll get through it all! :)


Work. Life. Balance?

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I was about to post this...

Lately, I've been gnawing on the idea of the pursuit of finding a balance for myself and what I want to do professionally.

A little over two weeks ago, I was offered a position at a different company in the same field. The health company where I was working was in the thick of an event, so HR was amazing enough to pay me for a week where I could take time off since my articles were already finished.

What. A. Gift.

This was the time for me to turn off Netflix, remove all social media icons from my phone, and do what I've always wanted to do: de-stress.

So I did that.

I'd wake up with Adam as he prepared for work, but took my time with my morning. I'd read a few chapters of the books that had been piling by my nightstand, and then was prepped and dressed at Luci's Marketplace by 9 a.m.

I finished my e-book and wrote a children's book for submission, just to do cross that off my bucket list. I did the phantom blogging idea, where I wrote a few half-chewed articles.

Around 2 p.m., I'd go to Burton Barr Library and exchanged books, or I would to Bookman's to buy a few books. When I'd return home, I'd clean the apartment, play with Zooey, meditate, write in my journal, make dinner, went on walks and did yoga, and just reveled without (too much) technology.

I even went on a few road trips.

But, this was me. This was my rhythm, my pace.

As I get older, I realize that I have an increasingly lower threshold for the people and environments that don't suite my personality. I know that I'm a sensitive person easily affected by others' emotions and reactions. This is an inherent trait and instead of trying not to be that way--because trying so hard is draining. I've decided to embrace these parts of me that I lay out at home, but guard elsewhere.

Easier said than done, right? Why do I even do that? It's like I'm doubling or something.

I know, innately, that I am headed in the wrong direction. I feel it. I know it. My body is so outstandingly amazing at saying, "No! This doesn't fit." And yet I head (pardon the pun) there any way because I think: "I'll make this fit. This has to be me."

But, it's not. So... a crossroads.

Adam and I move into the new home in mid-September, and it'll be beyond the word for wonderful to leave this apartment and start a new chapter. We've needed this. It's been difficult since Adam's left teaching, and he's relying on this contract position as a resume builder with his bachelors in history and masters in teaching. He's where I was after I stopped teaching--trying to build temporal credibility towards a new career, and paying his dues to show that he has job experience in a certain field before something, anything, becomes steady.

Listen, I know life isn't perfect. I'm not striving for perfection. I'm striving for a balance when I can get so easily overwhelmed by my personal and work life. And, I find that that's been often and happening for more than a few years.

Kind of over it. Like now.

I need a new game plan away from the shingles, the ulcers, the anxiety, the psoriasis, the panic attacks, the fear of... what?

Not doing what I want to accomplish in my life or being true to myself? Ack--that sounds so cliche, but I wish I could be like those where I went to work and just did my job and didn't let it affect me. I need to have a purpose or meaning in order to achieve something greater. If the majority of my day is at work of course I want it to have meaning.

Yeah, I know a lot of people don't work that way. I do.

You know, I Google: "Careers for sensitive people" instead of wondering what I want. So here's the gazillion dollar question that I keep striving toward... What do I want to do with my life?

But what about putting up with your job? The retirement funds. The benefits. The 401K. The home. The everything that I want in life, but can't achieve if I don't... what?

Be emotionally healthy and not overly stressed? Not taking the chance to find intellectual, emotional, and physical balance? What chance am I trying to take that I don't see, but am trying (very poorly) to write out? Is it the fear of actually doing it? The fear of job hopping to be happy in a job when maybe there's nothing like that? The acceptance that this is life and learning how to adjust to stress strategies?


But I wasn't going to post this because I was feeling self-conscious and stupid, wondering if I would feel differently in the morning for maybe being too dramatic or emotional, when I found Kelly at HighlySensitivePerson.net.

It's now 1:46 in the morning, and I've listened to about 15 of her podcasts, and I've found myself tearing up saying yes, yes, YESYESYES (in muh head) to everything and anything on her website. I even donated because she's clearly given a huge part of her self with courage of owning her voice and traits to help empower others HSPs to feel normal.

And it's making me feel ahhmazing to know that there is someone who went or is going through what I described above. Anyway, kudos to Kelly and I commmmpletely suggest her blog/podcast if anyone relates to what I originally wrote about because it's completely reassuring and diminishes my "crazy" feelings.

Let me know what you think and if you relate (or if have your own stories!). :)