My roommate moved out last weekend. I knew he was moving out at the end of the month but I didn’t expect to come home Friday to the feeling that I had been robbed (he took his tv with him). In the weirdest way, it feels like I got broken up with. But not in the “boo hoo, woe is me” way. More like the “time to make some changes” way. Continue reading
I’ve been listening to a lot of TED talks at work lately. Not only are these talks informative and inspirational, but they help break up the monotony of the tasks I’ve recently been asked to perform. It’s been a life saver and an eye-opener all at once.
The most recent video I watched was by Adam Baker – Sell your crap. Pay your debt. Do what you love. Sounds simple enough. Except I think I’m borderline hoarding my childhood memories. Continue reading
Last night I sent a picture to my Mother with the comment “looks like I learned a thing or two from my parents!” I recently purchased my first home and I do believe this is the first place I have truly felt at home since leaving my parents’ house for college (questionable I even really felt “at home” in my parents’ house in high school). So along with the feeling of being “at home” comes household chores. But for the first time I actually WANT to be doing these things. Maybe that feeling will wear off once I am more accustomed to the feeling that this place is “mine,” but I will cherish the feeling for the time being. The picture I sent to my Mother was one of my handy work (see below). Instead of doing what I usually do (I may or may not have once been referred to as a tornado) and allow cables to tangle and internet modems/routers to lay on the floor/stairs (and inevitably in the way), I hung them under the stairs!!! A small victory for mankind, a giant leap for myself. 🙂 Making my parents proud, one nail and hammer at a time. ❤