there’s always a silver lining

Mercury is in retrograde. Justin got the flu on Saturday. By Tuesday night, it was my turn. Now that I’ve more or less recovered, I locked myself out of the house this morning and had to walk up to work to get Justin’s mom’s house key. At least the sun was out this morning, and I got rainbows above my coffee cup. Trying to remember the silver linings. 

rest // exhaustion

Mornings are...

quiet. easy. gentle. being woken up by the Mew cat begging for someone to play with her and spending 15 minutes snuggling with her in bed. making coffee. making your bed and putting laundry away. quiet time where you can plan out the day ahead of you. get ready and run errands and wear the heart shaped sunglasses because life’s too short not to. watch tv with Justin and give the Mew cat her mandatory before work cuddle session. remind yourself that each day is a fresh start. every day leaves 24 hours of opportunity at our fingertips. 

Nights are... 

stress. conflict. raw emotion bubbling to the surface in the forms of anger and stupidity. snap decisions and multitasking and running around like a chicken with your head cut off for most of your shift. sitting in the car before going into work and taking two minutes to breathe and give yourself a pep talk. realizing that all it takes is a choice to move on and never look back. where grace and joy intersect in the sight of the sunset out the drive thru window. coming home from work every night and feeling too exhausted to move. 

Striving for...

a better balance than this. it has to exist somewhere, right?

currently, march edition

wearing my new orange maxi dress

shivering because Mother Nature still delivers us cold and frost every morning

drinking all the hot coffee

loving orange and yellow and peachy-pink color schemes lately

dreaming about quitting my day job and taking photography full time

planning just for fun photo shoots and weekend getaways with my friends

getting excited about my wedding season coming up

counting down the days until my birthday (23!) & mcd’s opens (70-ish!)

making my bed almost every day

folding laundry & putting it away right away

feeling like a real adult

wondering how the hell I got here

hoping 30 second dance parties take the stress away at work

wishing y’all a happy thursday 

spring is coming!

long time no blog

In the words of the great Ferris Beuller, “Life moves pretty fast.” To that I say touché, because somehow I have turned into a fast food zombie that permanently smells like stale French fries and Hardee’s grease. Since McDonald’s closed in February, I have been working six day weeks every other week and barely having energy to do anything other than the bare minimum on my days off. Thank god for daylight savings, extra sunlight, and the promise of spring whispering in everyone’s ears. 

I have a photo event downtown on Saturday that I’m prepping for this week. I’m excited for this event and for Wisconsin to get the hint that it’s SPRING so I can actually execute some photo ideas. My wedding season starts in May and I’m pretty excited to see where my relationship with wedding photography progresses. 

Justin and I are dreaming about quitting Hardee’s and moving out of Waupaca. We’re still in the developmental stages of this dream, but it feels so exciting to have a bigger goal to work toward. 

I’ve been making my bed almost every day, doing laundry twice a week, and feeling like an actual adult. I never thought I’d get here: stability in my life that I built with my own two hands. Time and growth are wonderful things, and so is the grace it takes to get here. 

These are the days, right?