Thursday, July 24, 2014

Mountains out of molehills

I have recently decided to dial it down a notch (okay so temp dying your hair purple might be a contradiction to that statement, but indulge me). As a footloose and fancy-free SINK (single income, no kids) 20-something I tend to make mountains out of molehills/big deals out of small ones/bear gifts as burdens. This week's challenge to myself: don't.

So here goes my celebration of small things instead of the exaggeration of my world-ending "problems":
  1. I know that Etsy has been a thing for a long time, but on Monday I came to fully appreciate that browsing-for-a-few-minutes-while-dinner-finishes can quickly turn into 3 hours (and few odd glasses of wine) of curating and it is amazing.
  2. Speaking of curating, I ordered a whistling kettle and my first piece of original art because I'm an adult. I'm beyond stoked to move my art from wall to wall to find the perfect resting place. I will probably stare at it for hours when it arrives while drinking tea prepared with hot water from my kettle.
  3. Oh, Tuesday. On Tuesday, The Shelf of Shame that has held a few pounds of disheveled protocol materials for the past year found itself victim to my mad organizing skillz - add that to the list of "things I know". 
  4. Also I had an evening coffee date with my main squeeze Friend#1 in the out of doors. It was delightful.
  5. Wednesday was all kinds of wonderful (cue a list within a list!)
    • I did about 17 things that have been on my "Daily Grind" to-do list at work for about 7 weeks. Approximately.
    • THEN !!! there were flowers in my apartment (okay, I put them there. I am allowed to be the person that cares enough about me to get me flowers). 
    • I also found temporary purple hair dye that I don't have to reapply everyday       = I can rock lavender locks all week long with a third of the effort
    • Playing my mandolin sounded a bit like songs being played on mandolin instead of someone repeatedly running into a wall with a mandolin in their hands
  6. Today's discovery of accessories at Nordstrom rack is a nice coat of frosting on the decadent Olexa-esque cake (this cake elicits an "I'll have what she's having" from anyone in the establishment not already eating cake) of this week so far. How I've survived without floral-print hair clips until today I will never know.

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