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All About Bathing

Back in February, the Girl Next Door podcast released an episode talking all about their bathing and showering habits. These are the kinds of episodes I love from them, as they dig into the nitty-gritty of something that seems so mundane, but actually brings up strong emotions! I loved this episode so much (give it a listen!) that I had to do my own post all about my bathing and showering habits. I’m breaking this post into five sections: Hair Care, Showering, What I’m Using Now, Baths, and Quirks.

Hair Care

I tried to train my hair to handle only getting washed two or three times a week, but after a few years of living with greasy second- and third-day hair, I threw in the towel. (Shower pun?) My hair is very fine and gets oily very easily—I’m talking, I can wash it in the morning and by the evening, it’s already feeling greasy. So I wash my hair every other day (sometimes I stretch it to every three days if I’m feeling lazy, but by then my hair is so oily that it can stand up on its own, no joke) and that’s ideal for me. The day between washes, I don’t really do much with my hair. Usually, I throw it up into a messy bun or a half-up/half-down style (if I’m going to be out and seeing people). Dry shampoo doesn’t really work for my hair; I’ve tried many brands and looked at so many tutorials, but dry shampoo doesn’t give my hair the zest that I’m looking for.

Showering

Here’s my showering order of operations: I step delicately into the stall (a few months ago, I fell while getting into the shower so now I’m uber-careful) and then get under the spray to get my body and hair wet. Is there anything more decadent than those first few minutes under the hot shower spray? Ahhh. Then, I shampoo my hair. Lately, after doing a lot of research on how to care for super-oily hair, I’ve started spending a few minutes simply massaging the shampoo into my roots. That’s where I need the most shampoo, and it feels so good to really dig into my roots! Then I shampoo the rest of my hair, gathering it to sit at the top of my head. Once I rinse out the shampoo, I apply a little bit of conditioner to the ends of my hair and rinse it out. (I used to let the conditioner sit for a while, but I don’t do that anymore because I don’t really think it does anything, lol.) Once I’m done cleaning my hair, I wash my body using body wash and a loofah. I do each arm, my chest, my torso, my legs, and my feet. On the podcast episode mentioned above, the hosts said they never wash their legs because they figure all the soap from the top of their body rinses down to their legs and they don’t really feel like they need to wash their legs. Is this a thing everyone does? Because I’ve always washed my legs and feet while I’m in the shower! I just never considered it was something people didn’t do.

Once I’ve finished all my washing, I’ll shave my underarms. But I’ll be honest: I always forget about this step. It typically has to become a “situation” for me to remember to do it. (I use the Schick Quattro razor.)

What I’m Using Now

I don’t know if I’ve yet to find the holy grail of shampoo and conditioner. For years, I used Tresemme products and really liked them because they made my hair so soft and shiny! Right now, I’m trying out L’Oreal Paris Elvive Extraordinary Clay Rebalancing shampoo and conditioner, as it’s supposedly made for oily hair. I’ve been using it for a few weeks now, and I don’t really think I’ve noticed a difference. But I’m going to give it a bit more time before I try something else.

I use body wash rather than bar soap. I feel like bar soap never makes me feel as clean as body wash! Typically, I’ll just use whatever I’m currently using for my bubble baths (more on that later). At a certain point, there’s not enough soap left in the bottle to be used in my bubble baths, so it turns into my “shower” body wash since I can usually squeeze out enough soap for a few showers. Oh, and I am Team Loofah when it comes to washing my body. I know you can just use your hands, but I just feel like a loofah gives me that perfect lather that makes me feel especially clean.

Baths

Of course, I’m the queen of the bubble bath! Typically, I take a bubble bath on the days I don’t take a shower. I wouldn’t say it necessarily replaces a shower, but it does give me that clean feeling that I love at the end of the day. My bubble baths aren’t really anything special; I don’t light candles or put on soft music or anything like that. I just love sinking into a hot, bubbly bath. There’s something so soothing about it. I use regular body wash soap for my bubble baths (my favorites are Caress and Softsoap) and can’t do any sort of exfoliating body wash (those little beads drive me crazy in the tub!) Oh, and I use a lot of soap in my bubble baths. Like, one bottle only gets me 2-3 bubble baths, haha. Give me alllll of the bubbles!

During my bubble baths, I either read or play Candy Crush on my phone while listening to a podcast. (Yes, I bring my phone in the tub. Nope, have never dropped it. Yes, will be knocking on wood after that statement.) My baths are never super long, either. Maybe 15 minutes tops?

Oh, and I’ll use my bathtime to shave my legs, too. I don’t like standing up to shave my legs—my belly gets in the way and it just feels very unsafe, considering I’m nearly blind while I’m showering since I don’t have my glasses on. I’ll shave my legs at the end of my bath after they have been soaking in the soapy water for a while, and just do a quick wet shave—no shaving cream or gel. I’ll also admit that, like my underarms, I don’t shave my legs very often. I’m lucky to have blonde leg hairs so I don’t tend to notice my leg hair until things get to a dire state, lol.

Quirks

  • I’m a morning showerer, but what I really love is a midafternoon shower! So decadent!
  • If I do a workout, I must take a shower and wash my hair. I get so sweaty during a workout and sweaty hair grosses me out.
  • I bought a Bluetooth speaker so I can listen to podcasts while I’m showering. I clip the speaker to my shower curtain.
  • Can we talk about how to manage hair that you pull out of your head while you’re shampooing? I know, it’s gross, but it’s one of those parts of the shower experience that nobody talks about! I used to just let the hair flow down the drain but then I had to unclog my drain because it was full of hair and ew, ew, ew, ew, ew. It’s so gross. So now I use the “pasting” method. Whenever I pull out hair, I just, you know, paste it on the shower wall. Then, later on in the day, when the shower has dried, I’ll use a piece of toilet paper to grab the hair and throw it away.
  • The cats usually come in to “supervise” me while I’m taking a bath. Lila mostly just wants me to pet her while Eloise sits either next to the tub or right in the doorway, watching me.
  • Here’s what I do after my shower: I grab a towel and wipe off my face and then pull my hair into a “turban.” Then I use another towel to dry my body and wrap it around me. I get dressed pretty immediately, put on deodorant, and then take off my towel turban and brush out my hair. And then, I come out of the bathroom and say, “I feel so much better!” to the cats, who look at me blankly, haha. What is it about a shower that feels so damn refreshing?

This post is so long. Apparently, I had a lot to say about my bathing habits! Give me some of your favorite shower products and tell me about your habits: how often do you shower and wash your hair? Do you have any funny quirks?

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Stitch Fix | Spring 2021

The first—and only—time I’ve gotten a Stitch Fix box was in 2013. At the time, I was a few months into the job I’m still at (!) and looking for nice, business-profesh clothes. Unfortunately, I also didn’t have the kind of disposable income that you need to afford Stitch Fix. (I’ll be the first to say that it isn’t really affordable in any sense of the word.) But times are a’changing as my salary has greatly increased over the last 7 years to the point that paying $58 for a shirt doesn’t feel so ridiculous or out of my budget. (That’s a really good feeling, I must admit.)

Like most of us, the pandemic has shifted my style dramatically. I mostly wear yoga pants and comfy tees all day long, and every now and then, I’ll pull out jeans and a nice top. Also like most of us, I’ve gained a bit of weight over the past year and what used to fit me and feel good no longer does. I need a wardrobe refresh, is what I’m saying. After enjoying Kim’s Stitch Fix blog posts and being intrigued by the pieces in her box, I decided to give it a go this month! I was expecting to receive stuff I didn’t love or didn’t fit me (because I’m a pessimist, okay?!) but I was wonderfully surprised! Let’s dive into what I got. (Fair warning: I am not a fashion blogger nor do I aspire to be. So please don’t judge my photos, haha.)

Item #1: Skinny Jeans ($88)

I loved these jeans! They fit perfectly and have a stretch to them, so they’re super comfortable, too. I love the length (they are technically ankle-length, but with my height, they fit like normal long jeans, haha) and how they don’t ride down when I’m bending over. Plus, they really emphasize my chicken legs. (My legs are weirdly skinny compared to the rest of my body.) These were an easy keep. 

Item #2: Kimono ($34)

 

I remember a friend raving about the versatility of kimonos a few years ago, but I never thought they’d work for me until I got this one in my Stitch Fix box. I love this piece! It makes me feel flirty and fun and confident. It will be an easy piece to wear—just slip it over a black tank and I’m good to go. Plus, it’s lightweight so I’ll even be able to wear it throughout the summer! This was a keep, of course.

Item #3: Purple Knit Tee ($28)

I had high hopes for this top, but the length was all wrong for my short frame. It fit me well everywhere else—shoulders, chest, stomach, etc—but I like my tops to hit around my hips and this one fell a few inches below that. The good news is, since I was over at my mom’s house at the time I tried on my clothes (I needed her full-length mirror as I still have yet to replace the one I broke during my move), she tried it on and loved it! So she got a new shirt out of the deal. This was a keep—to give to my mom. Hehe.

Item #4: Brushed Knit Top ($38)

I had a feeling I was going to love this shirt, and I did! I love shirts with 3/4-length sleeves and anything with stripes gets a gold star from me. Plus, the material is so soft and cozy. This shirt fit me perfectly and I just feel really good when I wear it, too, which is the most important thing. (It was slightly longer than I like, but hopefully will shrink a bit in the wash.) This was a keep, of course!

Item #5: Split-Neck Knit Top ($54)

I had a feeling that this wasn’t going to be a love. There were just a lot of things going wrong with this shirt for me: (1) an empire waistline, which always serves to make me look pregnant and worry I’m going to be asked the dreaded, “So when are you due?” question; (2) the cap sleeves, which I don’t think show off my arms in an appealing way; (3) the pattern, which I just didn’t really care for. It was also slightly too big. Anyway, this was an immediate discard, but my mom tried it on and loved it on her, so I let her keep it for herself! (Mom really lucked out with my Stitch Fix box, haha.)

Thoughts on My First Stitch Fix Box

I was really pleased with everything I got! If you keep everything in your Stitch Fix box, they give you a 25% discount, so even though I kept two shirts that didn’t totally work for me, it was actually cheaper for me to keep everything than to send back the shirts. (Plus, my mom paid me for the shirts she kept so I made out like gangbusters, haha.) I gave feedback on the selections to my stylist, specifically mentioning what I didn’t love about the two pieces that didn’t work well for me. I also realized I could probably go down a size in shirts (I asked for 1X plus-size shirts, but I’m probably more of an XXL in “regular” sizes) because all of the shirts I got were just a little too big (even the brushed knit top is a little roomier than I like). So hopefully in my next box, the shirts will fit me better!

I’m definitely planning on continuing with Stitch Fix, probably getting a box once a quarter. It’s pricey, so it’s not something I can do on a monthly basis (this box cost me $181), but I want to make room in my budget to allow myself to update my wardrobe with a few new pieces every once in a while. Plus, it’s just fun to get a box with clothes that an actual stylist picked out for me! I don’t particularly love shopping for clothes and can fall into a rut of just choosing stuff that deemphasizes parts of me I don’t like, so it was good to recognize that I can find clothes that make me feel good and confident.

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Reflections After One Year

Here’s what I want to remember from the last year:

+ Sitting at a restaurant with four of my coworkers and one of them saying, “Oh shit, COVID’s just been declared a global pandemic.”

+ “Two weeks to flatten the curve.”

+ Being told that we were going to be working from home, and the incredible excitement I felt about it.

+ Canceling my flight to New Orleans (we were supposed to go in April).

+ Being on a trip with friends and someone saying, “Let’s remember this time and enjoy it because soon, life as we know it is going to change drastically.”

+ Less social anxiety, more generalized anxiety.

+ Cutting up a scarf to make a makeshift mask to wear when grocery shopping (a time before cloth face masks were everywhere).

+ Zoom book club, Zoom writing dates, Zoom game nights

+ Driving around town and seeing empty parking lots at restaurants and shopping centers in the middle of the day.

+ The first time I went to a restaurant. It was weird and I felt like I was being a terrible citizen.

+ Grabbing a package of toilet paper just days before the TP shortage got dire.

+ Doing Covid self-checks online every time I felt a little under the weather.

+ Not seeing anyone in person for two months, until I decided to widen my bubble because I wouldn’t survive this time without being around people.

+ All of the birthday surprises my friend group put together. Every single one was special and planned out perfectly.

+ The way seeing everyone around me wearing face masks never stopped feeling weird, never stopped making me think I was living in a dystopian novel.

+ How face masks started to become a fashion statement and a way for you to express your interests. (I bought a fair share of cat-themed masks.)

+ The celebrity of Dr. Anthony Fauci. 🙂

+ Facetiming with my mom daily when I was quarantining from her… and continuing with our daily Facetimes today, even though we see each other regularly.

+ Starting a Marco Polo group with book club.

+ After the Marco Polo group devolving, continuing with regular check-ins on Marco Polo with Mikaela. I feel like we’re closer than ever!

+ The way going to the grocery store in March and April felt apocalyptic with empty shelves, signs limiting purchases, one-way aisles, and a loudspeaker cautioning people to social distance.

+ The turmoil of making decisions—should I see this friend, go to that place? Everything feeling like a moral dilemma.

+ Critiquing other people’s Instagrams and judging what they were doing.

+ Worrying about how I would likely be judged whenever I posted about a hair appointment or spending time with friends (even if I social distanced).

+ The utter failure of our governor during this pandemic: no statewide mask mandate, reopening way too early and too much at once, a brutally slow vaccine rollout (that didn’t even include teachers until Biden stepped in).

+ The stories my brother told me about my nephews attempting virtual school. (It did not go well; they are now doing in-person school.)

+ How weird it was to go for a walk on a beautiful spring day and see the entire parking lot at my apartment community full: there were no beaches or pools or amusement parks to visit.

+ Not getting Covid (or being completely asymptomatic if I did have it, which is just WILD to think about).

It’s been a weird year, one I never expected to live through. In some ways, it’s been a really great year for me. Working from home and limiting social engagements has done WONDERS for my mental health, and I haven’t had to interact with my social anxiety much. I’ve remained healthy all year, not even a head cold to worry about. I’ve allowed myself to feel the full spectrum of all my feelings: despair and joy and hopelessness and hopefulness all mingling together. Am I ready for normal life to slowly resume? Yes and no. I am excited to travel again and go to restaurants with my friends and be in public places without worrying about contracting Covid. But this time of slowness and staying home and a limited number of people in my bubble has been really healing for me.

I wonder a lot about what life will look like when we’re through this. Will it be business as usual? No more masks or limited seating or plastic partitions? Will this feel like a weird fever dream that we all collectively lived through? I err on the side that yes, life will go back to the way it used to be and we’ll all just remember 2020-2021 as a very weird time in the world. But maybe I’m wrong. Maybe we’ll carry these changes we’ve made into a new reality. I certainly hope so, but I’m not holding my breath for it.

Here’s what I mainly want to remember, though: I want to remember all of the scientists who stepped up to tell us about the realities of Covid, even when the White House dismissed them. I want to remember the researchers who worked tirelessly to bring us an effective Covid vaccine less than a year into the pandemic. I want to remember the pure joy I felt when a teacher friend of mine finally got her Covid vaccine. I want to remember the politicians who worked hard for Covid relief, and never forget the ones who didn’t. I want to remember the relief I felt when Joe Biden and Kamala Harris were inaugurated, knowing that they would help us distribute the vaccine much more broadly than before. And I want to remember the way we came together globally to share stories and information and tips. I want to remember the people who reminded us that it’s okay for this to feel hard—because it is. I want to remember the hope I felt knowing I wasn’t in this alone.

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Home Tour

Only six months after I moved into my apartment, I’m finally ready to take you on a home tour. Yay! I wanted to wait until I had specific furniture items purchased because otherwise, it just looked like a half-empty apartment. Ha. But I have it in a really good place now, even though there are definitely upgrades I still want to make. But that’s the way it always goes! Nothing is ever 100% perfect or done. 🙂

ENTRYWAY

Here’s what I see when I open the door to my apartment (see if you can find Lila, who was sneaking out of my bedroom to run under the couch, hehe).

And here’s the entryway from inside the apartment. I don’t love the rug I have in front of the door (it curls up weird and catches on the bottom of the door) so I’ll probably switch it out soon. But I do love having a basket of shoes right at the front door. No more running around the apartment to find my shoes!

A quick peek at this key/mail holder. I use the hooks for my mask collection, my purse, keys, and umbrella (hidden behind my purse). In the top organizing section, I keep a secondary pair of prescription sunglasses, a Starbucks gift card I need to add to my account, and bookmarks.

LIVING ROOM

Here’s the first view of my living room, which is probably familiar as I showed you guys this when debuting my new couch. I want to continue adding to my gallery wall so it’s a little unfinished as of now. The wall next to it, with Mixtiles of Dutch and the girls, is unfinished, too. I plan on filling up that entire wall with photos. I also plan on getting a new area rug. I’m using my old one for now, since Lila likes to lie under the couch and it gives her something soft to lay on. (Also, that rug is usually littered with cat toys, but I removed them for this photo, hehe.) I’m still not sure whether or not I will keep the lamp in the corner. I like that it has a place for me to stack my library books but I’m also drawn to something like this. And, of course, I plan on buying a coffee table soon!

Here’s the other side of my living room. My next big home purchase will be a bigger TV. I also want to get something for this big wall, but I’m not sure what yet. Maybe a big canvas of a map? I love my TV stand/bookshelf. The top half is filled with Book of the Month books, my Anne of Green Gables collection, and Chatbooks, and the bottom half is for organization. The girls rarely use the cat tower and I’m thinking of getting rid of it. But I dunno. The little brown thingy next to the tower is a “cat sack,” but only Lila uses it and she only ever sleeps on top of it.

OFFICE NOOK

My office nook is in this extra little space of my living room, right in front of a big window. I just bought the curtains (currently held off to the side) because I quickly learned that having a big window at your back is not great for video calls. So I close the curtains whenever I need to be on video (which is probably only a few times a month; not enough that it’s annoying to have to “prep” my space) and also put on my ring light, which is the little circle you see above my computer monitors.

I love, love, love my desk. I have two blankets for the girls—one of them is usually sleeping on the one to my left, and I just love having them close by. I also love having my big desktop at home, it makes working SO much easier! I have my screens on risers because they just sit too low on my desk without them.

And, of course, the newest part of my office nook is my Etsy prints! They bring me great joy. 🙂

PATIO

Right off my office nook is my patio with my happy patio furniture. I’ve already shown you guys what it looks like, but I’ll add it here, too, just to provide the complete picture. The outside closet is used to store Christmas supplies, extra linens, and extra cat supplies (to be used if I ever have to evacuate!)

DINING ROOM

My sweet little dining room. I love it so much. Those two wall hangings I found discarded by the dumpster on the week of my move, so I brought them home with me. I really love them! (The one on the side says, “Love is the best ingredient.”) I adore my dining room table and I recently added that bookshelf to house more books. It also functions as an organizer for extra shoes, linens, and odds and ends. Next to the bookshelf sits a cat bed that the girls don’t use anymore—I think due to the location? I need to figure out a better place for it, maybe. And then beyond the table is the girls’ food. I fill up the bowls every morning and they graze on it throughout the day.

KITCHEN

I adore my kitchen because it’s such an upgrade from what I previously had. It’s a galley kitchen (common in apartments!) with lots of cabinets and even a little pantry (although the doorway of the pantry is super narrow so it can be a little hard to use).

Tucked away in the corner of my kitchen, across from the fridge, is my stackable washer/dryer. I don’t love this washer/dryer because it’s smaller than what I used to have and the dryer is SO LOUD. Meh.

BEDROOM

My sweet bedroom! I love this space so much. I would like to get more things up on the walls, specifically over my bed. I’m not sure what I want there just yet, though. I’d also like to buy these floating bookshelves to hang on the furthest wall for additional book storage (when needed; so far, I’m doing okay with book storage).

To the left is my cube bookshelf and my new spin bike. I used to have a litter box in the corner, but now both litter boxes are in the closet.

To my right, is my bed, which takes up the majority of the room, and my dresser (that also functions as a nightstand).

Next to my bed is the walk-in closet. I have the girls’ litter boxes in here as well as my laundry basket. All of my “winter” clothes are on the left side of the closet along with some nicer tops that don’t quite fit me right now (which I should just get rid of; why am I keeping clothes that don’t fit me and I likely won’t be wearing anytime soon?!) Lila likes to sleep under these clothes, though, and it’s always a rude awakening when I’m rifling through them for a jacket and she comes running out from under there. The rest of my clothes are on the right (organized by dresses, cardigans, “nice” shirts, and t-shirts). My heavy peacoat and rain jacket are on the right side, closest to the door.

BATHROOM

There’s a small hallway that connects my bedroom and bathroom, and the hallway houses my HVAC closet and a secondary linen closet. Then, there’s my bathroom! It’s much bigger than the one at my old place with an extra closet.

I try to keep my countertop neat as possible so I keep my hair supplies in these little jars (headbands, scrunchies, elastics, clips, etc.) and then have an organizer caddy for my daily toiletry supplies (mostly skincare products, but also hairbrushes, toothpaste, floss picks, deodorant, etc.)

The cabinet below my counter houses another caddy (I love these caddies so much—I also have two under the sink in my kitchen for cleaning supplies) for other toiletries that are used less frequently as well as a basket for washcloths (now that I have an actual skincare routine that I go through twice a day, I go through so many washcloths!) and a basket for my hair dryer/straightener/bubble wand. I also keep some of my bathroom-centric cleaning supplies under the counter.

Lastly, there’s my bathroom closet. It’s so nice to have this! I keep extra towels, extra toiletry supplies, my makeup, first aid stuff, my makeup mirror, etc. in this closet. (Like the closet in my kitchen, it’s very narrow so I try to keep things in easy reach!)

And there you have it! This wound up being a lot more detailed than I was expecting, but I think it’s fascinating to get a glimpse into people’s homes and the way they set them up. 🙂

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Thirty-three

Today, I am 33 years old.

This year, my birthday feels rather lackluster. Maybe it’s because I like to take a trip around my birthday, and this year is the first year I haven’t gone on a single vacation. Maybe it’s just the fatigue of living through a global pandemic and feeling like life was at a standstill for most of the year. Maybe it’s just the panic I feel about being in my mid-thirties now and not sure if I’m where I want to be.

There was a lot I was hoping to get done at 32. But I couldn’t have expected what awaited me this year. It wasn’t a year for pushing through big goals. It was a year about surviving and trying to thrive when the country was locked down, hundreds (sometimes thousands) of people dying every day of a deadly virus, and everyone you see now has a cloth mask covering most of their face. For the first six weeks of the pandemic, I didn’t see a single person. Not even my mom. Those were the hardest six weeks of my life. Just imagine not being touched by another person for six weeks – not a gentle touch on the hand, not a hug, nothing. I’m not even a touchy-feely person, but that was really hard on me. Humans are made for connection, for touch.

There were good things about this year, though. It wasn’t all bad. I’ve been able to experiment with a full-time remote work life and discovered I love it more than I thought possible. I grew closer to some friends as we worked through this difficult year together. I fell deeper in love with my glorious cats who are two of the best souls in my life. I moved into a new apartment, one that is much bigger than my previous place, and I’ve had a blast decorating it. I read the most books that I’ve ever read. I was a poll worker! I had a photoshoot with my best friends, went kayaking for the first time, and ran a mud race.

Thirty-two was a year of ups and downs, that’s for sure, and here’s where I stand at thirty-three:

I am single and loving it. I did not think I would be here, 33 and single, and yet, it’s exactly where I want to be. I do not have a natural inclination toward partnership (even though society has tried to tell me again and again that it’s what I “should” want in order to be satisfied) but neither do I desire casual relationships. I am choosing to remain open to romantic love if it happens to me, but I am not chasing after it. I am choosing to build a big, full life that makes me happy without waiting for a partner to “fill in the gaps.” I am choosing to love every moment of this beautiful single life I get to lead and take pleasure in the simple things, like always ordering exactly what I want for dinner. 🙂

I continue to battle my generalized anxiety disorder, and most days, it is manageable. I am proud to have come to this place where my anxiety disorder no longer defines who I am. It took a lot of therapy to get here and it takes a daily 20mg pill of Lexapro to keep me here. It involves taking care of myself on the bad days—letting myself rest, letting myself be less productive, opening up to a friend—so that the bad days don’t crumble me. I will battle my anxiety for a lifetime, but I know it’s worth fighting.

I work in content marketing and love what I do, even seven years later. I love my job. It suits my skills, challenges me, and makes me feel good about myself. I’ve never been someone who was concerned about my career. I just never had the inclination toward climbing some corporate ladder and my shyness means I struggle with initiative. I hated my first job out of college and never felt like I was doing a good job. It’s the opposite with this job. Here, I feel comfortable, successful, and eager to try new things and accept new roles. I’m so grateful to not only have a job that suits my skillset so well but also to have a job I love!

I am the most financially stable than I have ever been. I grew up poor and earned a meager $25,000/year during my first few years out of college. There were times when my financial status felt like a burden I would never find relief from. Today, I feel more financially stable and aware than ever. I live on my own, in an apartment I could not have afforded just a few years ago. I pay my bills on time and have money to save and spend. I can not only buy the things I need but also the things I want. It’s the most amazing feeling and I don’t take it for granted, ever.

I have a core group of girlfriends that I love dearly, and more friends scattered far and wide. I didn’t have many friends growing up, or at least friends I was especially close to. I have always had a fear of abandonment and a fear that people just don’t really like me. It was always easier to keep people at arm’s length. That way, I couldn’t be hurt. But that’s no way to live, and I’m glad I have made investing in friendships a priority for me. It’s especially important as a single person (although I think people in relationships should also be investing in friendship, of course!) because these are my people. The ones who remind me that I may be single but I am never alone. The ones I can reach out to, the ones who check on me, the ones who make me feel loved and accepted and valued. I am so grateful for my friendships.

I still want to write a book, but I’m just not sure what the road to get there will look like anymore. I decided to take a long break from writing my book this year. I made the official decision sometime in October, but since I haven’t truly worked on my story since the summer, the break has been going on longer than that. I just didn’t label it until then. I feel good about this decision because it’s not as if I’m giving up on this dream… I’m just setting it aside for right now. I don’t really know what the road to finally writing and finishing that book will look like (or if it will even be a novel like I’ve always imagined!) but I know I have enough fire in me to make it happen. Just not right now.

I am the largest I have ever been, and my health is not great. I can blame the pandemic for this, but I don’t know if that’s a fair assessment of how I got to where I am today. While I believe that fat is beautiful and fat people can be healthy, I am not in a healthy place myself. I am at least 60 lbs away from where I should be health-wise and on the precipice of being pre-diabetic. I struggle with hypoglycemia, and that’s simply due to my diet. I do not drink enough water, eat enough vegetables, exercise enough. I am not ashamed of where I am, not at all, but I believe that owning my role in my unhealthiness is necessary for me to move toward a place of health and wellness. I want to feel good, no matter if I’m 140 lbs or 200 lbs, and I do not feel good right now.

I still battle my tendency toward jealousy, resentment, and fear of abandonment. These are emotions that I don’t like to speak about, but they are so true to my core identity. These are the emotions that follow me wherever I go. They whisper in my ears that people don’t really like me, that I’m a hard person to love, that everyone will leave me one day. But I battle these emotions. I understand that they don’t exist in reality. I can draw on examples of people showing up for me, of loving me. These emotions will likely follow me throughout my life, but they do not have to define me. And I’m working hard to make sure they don’t.

I am rarely ever bored, filling my time with reading, blogging, family time, friend dates, and work. My life is full and I don’t even know what it means to be bored. There are blog posts to write or blogs to read. There are TV shows to watch and plenty of books to read. There is work to do. I try to see my mom at least once a week, but it’s often multiple times a week. I have regular game nights with my brother and older nephew (and during football season, we spent the entirety of Sunday together). I have friend dates and there’s always someone who is willing to have dinner or a reading date or see a movie. (Of course, that was all pre-COVID, but I have still made a point to see friends throughout this pandemic. We’re just being MUCH more careful than we normally would.)

My cats are my world. I did not know I would become a crazy cat lady, but here I am. I love my cats fiercely and can’t imagine my life without them. I can’t believe how perfect they are, how sweet, how silly. They make me laugh all the time and I always miss them when I’m away from them. I am so glad they picked me to be their person, and I don’t take their trust in me for granted ever.

At 33, I am content with my life. Are there things I would change? Absolutely. But isn’t that true for all of us? There are always things we can change, ways to challenge ourselves to be a better version of who we are right now. I didn’t expect that 32 would bring me a global pandemic and massive changes to life as I know it. So I can’t say for certain what I want from 33. But in its most basic form, I want to be happy. I want to love what I have right now. I want to strive to change the things I am unhappy about. And I want to love myself and my people as much as I can.