Sometimes people do series/posts that have themes and then abruptly end them without any explanation. I am not one of those people.Read More » » »
Since January 1, 2013, I’ve been on a pretty consistent calorie counting diet. Though I have had struggles with it, when I was living on my own at college, it was much more manageable when I was buying my own groceries and cooking my own meals.Read More » » »
Since graduation, I have been getting endless support from family and friends, all across the country. Their support includes emotional and financial, but also, career support. I’ve gotten links to job postings, good words and references passed on, and much encouragement.
This is all wonderful, and goes to show how much people really do care about my success. Unfortunately, many of the items for the job search that have been passed onto me are not located in the state I currently and indefinitely live, and therefore are not ones I can consider at this time.Read More » » »
I don’t like summer. There, I said it. It’s just not a season that agrees with me. I don’t hate it like I do winter, but it can’t even begin to compare to my love for fall and my happiness for spring. I don’t fare well in heat, am allergic to everything outside, and do not appreciate bugs. But the main reason I can’t handle summer: it’s the season of sunburn.Read More » » »
I’ve written before about the relationship that I am in, and how very happy I am with my boyfriend. And yeah, like many couples, our relationship is on social media. Meaning, we are FBO, we have photos together, and I tweet his hilarity frequently.
But the downside to social media being important (and sometimes seemingly essential) for some couples to prove their love and cuteness to the world is that it begins to govern their relationship, and other’s frequent activity about their own respective relationships can govern it, too.Read More » » »
Now that I’ve been back home and on the couch for almost two full months, I have nothing but gratitude to express to my parents.Read More » » »
Even though I am living in my 16-year-old room and environment, my inner elderly woman has really come to the surface since moving back home. I’ve always been a little bit of an old soul, but can force myself to liven up in order to become one with the living 20-somethings that I am friends with (and when I can’t do it, I #swug it out). My fellow contributor Annemarie touched on this sentiment in “I’m already an old cat lady,” but I really think the old woman mentality is even stronger when you’re unemployed and living with your parents.Read More » » »