Happy December 1st! Aka the start to the best month of the year. I’m already in full holiday mode–I set up my tiny Christmas tree, I’m listening to Michael Bublé non-stop & I’m already planning what cookies to make with my mom later this month. Because December is the happiest time of year and there’s a lot to be grateful for, I figured I’d share this cute infographic from Pro Flowers about all the little things to celebrate, especially during the holiday season. (Chocolate & naps are on the list so you know it’s legit.) Enjoy!
Category: The Real World
Anything pertaining to “adulting” & my adventures in the real world.
Breakups are weird.
(I promise this post is meant to make you laugh, not cry)
Breakups are weird. Yes, they’re sad, confusing, frustrating, liberating, positive (idk, maybe?), annoying, irritating & devastating. But the aftermath of a breakup is also just kinda…weird.
I’m going through a breakup right now (hence this topic), but before you read on, this is not a post to bash my ex. My ex (which it feels weird to even call him an “ex” because I usually reserve that term for the d-bag who broke my heart two years ago and my most recent ex is not a d-bag) is one of the most wonderful people I know. I truly wish him only good things and happiness, and our breakup was probably the most amicable & mature breakups I’ve ever heard of. Of course I’m sad, frustrated, devastated, and all those other things mentioned above, but I’m mostly feeling just kinda weird. Let me explain.
On Turning 24
If 40 is the new 30 and 30 is the new 20, then 24 is somewhere between dazed & confused and probably caffeinated. Twenty four is kind of like Taylor’s 22 but a little less miserable and hopefully more magical; a cross between effective decision-making & hopeless indecision; the balance of adulting & actual adulthood.
Hey, nobody likes you when you’re 23. And while 24 is “really f*cking old” (according to my friend), I’m excited for it.