Dear Garbage Man

 

 

 

Dear Garbage Man,

                I pay my taxes (Federal, State, and Local), and I even pay the extra fee to have garbage service*. Yet you seemingly refuse to take all of my garbage when I put it out. Ok, there was that one time where I put out a ton of boxes that weren’t broken down on the wrong day. I understand why you didn’t take them that time (it was kind of a jerk move, I’ll admit it). And there was that one time where we left the pizza cutter in the box, and mistakenly threw it away. The fact that you took the time to put the pizza cutter in my mailbox so I didn’t think I was losing my mind and pizza cutter was (and still is) much appreciated.

                But, what I don’t understand is why you refused to take a single box (1!!) when I put it out on Sunday night. I realize that Wednesday night is the designated cardboard recycling day, but it was one freaking box. WHY? Then I put out a papasan chair frame and you didn’t take it. You’ve taken broken furniture from neighbors, is my broken furniture not good enough for you? Also I’m curious as to why you won’t take my recycling anymore. Am I not allowed to recycle?

                Garbage Man, you’re starting to give me a complex. I’m beginning to think my trash is extra smelly, which is why you won’t take all of it at one time. I just want to be able to throw things away and recycle like everyone else. Can we just be friends?

 

Sincerely,

              The girl that just wants to recycle.

 

 

 

*The fact that I have to pay extra for garbage service, and that it’s not tied into my taxes is ridiculous. IMHO.

 

 

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Writers Block

When it comes to blogging, I totally suck. It’s not for lack of wanting, or for lack of ideas.

That is until I actually sit down to write.

I always have ideas swirling around in my head. And I always think of them best as I’m falling asleep. Be it in the morning, or at night, as soon as I lay my head down on that pillow (best feeling EVER when you’re exhausted- right?) blog entries pop into my head. And they’re usually not just a few different ideas, they’re full blown entries that (in my weird mind) are so cleaver, and funny that I just have to blog about them.

So the next morning I sit down in front of the computer… and nothing.

Of-effing-course.

It’s so frustrating. I want to be that blogger that posts everyday (ok, maybe every other day), but my brain clearly has other plans. Ooh Pinterest! Ooh Facebook! Ooh Twitter!

My a.d.d. goes bat shit crazy sometimes.

So the point of this post? I’m going to try harder, to be a better blogger, and to not let my a.d.d. get the best of me. For you, my one reader.

P.S. Funny story: When trying to come up with a title for the post the only thing I could think of was “face palm”. And then I thought to myself that I should use the term for not being able to think of anything to write. But then I realized that I couldn’t remember what the term was.

WRITERS BLOCK. Sigh.

This is the shit I deal with FROM MYSELF on a daily basis. I can’t even imagine what my poor husband thinks about me.   

 

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An update.

I’m not dead… I swear

I am however, the worse blogger in the world.

Ok, maybe not the worse. I just suck at upkeep. Let’s go with that shall we?

I suck at upkeep.

Which can be said for many parts of my life at the moment. I feel like so many things have been put on the back burner because of school. But to be honest with you, I’m kind of ok with it. For so many years I put everything else ahead of me, and ahead of my education. And I mean everything else. This is the first time in my life where I’ve really resolved myself to succeed in school.

Sounds kind of funny when I put it that way.

But I’ve never excelled in school. NEVER. I was always the girl doodling in her notebook, never really paying attention to what was being said. Constantly looking at her phone to see just how long I would have to wait before I could leave. Or, I would be the girl that didn’t show up for class… and I mean multiple classes in a row. I had work, or I had to babysit, or whatever else I had to do was always more important than school.

Sad right?

But that’s all changed now. And I’m happy about it. So happy that I can look at my grades and realize that I’m doing this. I’m finally doing what I’ve always wanted, I’m going to have the career of my dreams. Sure, somethings have to be put on the back burner- like an active social life, or (most importantly) having kids. But right now, at this very moment, I’m ok with that.

Would I like to be further along in my career? Of course I would. I mean I should be, I’m 27 years old- it should not take someone 2 ½ times longer than normal to get a bachelors degree. But it is what it is, and I can’t change my past- I can only learn and grow from it. At this point in my life, I can finally say with complete confidence that I am where I want to be.

Adults live here

A quick note to day hello! And to assure you that I’m not dead. I’ve just become a study-aholic. Spring break is this week, and it could not have come soon enough. Between class, studying, study groups, prepping for clinical days and then actually going to clinical days… not to mention working, keeping the house clean, and what seems to be the endless piles of dirty laundry around here… I’m tired. Thank god I don’t have kids or I would surely want to kill myself right now.

I’m not complaining. I’m just happy to have a week that doesn’t require me to sit in front of the computer for hours on end listening to audio lectures. This is me doing a happy dance.

I’m also doing a happy dance because we’ve finally painted our living/dining room. I’ve been lamenting for so long about how I want to redo every room in our house. Well kids, it’s finally happening. Yesterday, (with the help of my friend Maureen =) we painted the living room and dining room an icy blue. Today we have to finish a little detail work, and then the fun of putting the room back together begins. We picked up some new roman shades to match the curtains we already had, and soon we’ll be purchasing a pair of bookshelves. Combine that with some prints I’ve been eyeing on ebay and etsy, and things I’ve been wanting to make… It’s going to look damn good in here.

Happy dance.

On top of all the changes we’ve been making downstairs, last weekend we hung curtains and some art work in our bedroom. It looks so good with the duvet cover from West Elm, (which we got on super clearance back in December… might I add. It’s this guy, right here. ) and I can finally sleep in a dark room during the day (I work midnights… don’t judge). I promise pictures will be coming very, very soon. It’s all so freaking exciting I can’t even stand it.

 

It’s beginning to feel like real adults live here. Only took a year and a half… But who’s counting?

Purging.

 

I might have mentioned back in October how Andrew and I were cleaning out the house. We half assed it… majorly. We participated in the community garage sale back in September, sold some stuff on E-Bay and Craigslist and donated a bunch of old clothes to the Salvation Army. But we were lazy, and when the holidays rolled around we totally gave up.

I don’t know if it’s a late new years resolution thing, or if it early spring cleaning… But we’re back at it. In anticipation of the two of us sharing an office, we started cleaning out his office yesterday (aka the third bedroom), and holy shit friends… it was bad. Computer games that aren’t supported by Windows 7, bad cd’s from high school (and I mean really bad), and 3 trash bags full of shredded stuff. It was much needed.

I’m not entirely sure what it is, but all I want to do lately is get rid of everything and start over from scratch. When I think about how we filled up almost a semi-truck trailer full of stuff when we moved, I get completely disgusted that we have so much when others have so little. Don’t get me wrong… I like having stuff. Especially stuff that I think is pretty, but I feel like we have so much extra stuff that we don’t need. Stuff that is completely useless. It boggles my mind to think that every room in this house has junk in it. Boggles the mind I tell you.

So in an effort to clean out my life, I’m going to start with my house. It’s going to take a while, what with working, and spending most of my time studying. But my plan is by summer time to be free of all kinds of unnecessary junk that is taking up space in my house. Salvation Army thrift store you had better get ready… I’ve got all kinds of stuff coming your way.

 

 

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I’ve finally found you

It’s no secret that I’ve been “blessed” with large calves. Despite how much I work out, my calves never actually seem to shrink, rather they stay the same size. So my search to find the perfect pair of brown boots has spanned years. (I wish I was kidding, sadly I am not)

So when I discovered these the other day at Famous Footwear* (of all places), I was elated. It was like something out of Cinderella; I sat down and slipped the boot on. Much to my surprise it did not struggle, it did not fight, it simply did what it was supposed to- fit my calf. So new boots, I can’t wait to bring you home next week. You and I are going to be very, very good friends.

 

*they’re currently sold out at famousfootwear.com (mostly because they’re amazing), so I linked to zappos where you can still find ‘em!

Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me?

This may be a little delayed, but Andrew gave me a copy of Mindy Kaling’s new book for Christmas, and it’s good. So good. Do yourself a favor, and pick up a copy. Stat*. Mindy talks about not being a size 4, embarrassing moments in middle school (we’ve all had ‘em), becoming a comedy writer, and best friends. And she does all of this in a way that makes you realize that it’s ok that you’re not out of your awkward phase yet. Like I said, so good.

It makes me want to be best friends with her. But not in a stalker kind of way, in a I’m a normal girl that she would get along with kind of way. Not a stalker.

*thats hospital speak for right now. fyi.

Hello.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sorry for the month long (ok, more than a month long) sabbatical. This and that has been happening, but I really don’t have a concrete reason why I’ve sucked at blogging so much lately.

I hope you had a wonderful holiday season. It was a little stressful, but quiet. It still seems strange to me when it’s just Andrew and I for a holiday. I’m so used to traveling back and forth between relatives houses, that I lose just how special the day can be. Not that I don’t miss my family and friends, because I obviously still do, I’m just saying that it’s nice to have a relaxing holiday.

I know I mentioned that our holiday season was a little stressful, and well, that’s because (drumroll please…) I finally got into nursing school! At the last minute possible! I was wait listed waaaay back in October, resulting in a bitter depression that made me want to reject any and all school work. But I’m in now, and that’s all that matters. It’s hard, so far it’s been really hard, and I know it’s only going to get harder. But I know that in the end it is all going to be worth it. I’m a nurturing person (despite all of the swearing and bitching I sometimes do), and I know that deep down this is the perfect job for me.  

I won’t go into all of the details of why I’m a 26 year old finally getting into nursing school; we’ll save that for another time.

And so, in closing, I hope you had a wonderful holiday season and I’m baaaaaacccccckkkk!

 

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I want to wear this everyday

But lets be honest, I do wear something along these lines almost everyday. I’m a jeans and t-shirt girl, through and through.

 

 

 

shirt, jeans, scarf, Toms, similiar watch, earrings

 

 

 

look by beckyking via Polyvore

 

Happy (belated) Thanksgiving from Detroit!*

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That’s right we’re home! We made the drive on Wednesday, and was able to surprise almost everyone in our families by showing up for holiday festivities.

Andrew & I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving, and I can’t wait to do a Thanksgiving recap on Tuesday. See you then!

 

*Happy Birthday to my brother Jon!

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