Being someone who embraces change and growth (unless it is the waistline variety)… I wanted to take a moment and acknowledge some recent learnings and moments of growth.
- “The puppies balls have dropped” is apparently a good thing.
- Not everyone is as excited as me for my wedding. Every. Single. Day. They obviously need to start building up stamina.
- Making decisions on a whim makes me light headed and sweaty.
- I have a teeny tiny grinch heart some days. Usually Mondays. Especially Mondays after a vacation. Or if there is no chocolate. Tiny. Grinch. Heart.
- Protein shakes after workouts also help with soreness. As discovered when I stopped taking them and 4 days later could barely roll my butt out of bed, walk, or wipe. Protein shake regime has resumed.
- Everything, everyone, and even wine is best in moderation. Too much of a good thing gives you chills and the shakes. If I’m keeping my distance, your either a good thing… or I’m avoiding you. If you have to think about it too long… likely the latter.
- Weddings are really, really expensive. I understand why people elope.
- Pleasing everyone doesn’t work all the time, not taking any time to make sure myself is happy… is really not a good idea. (i feel like that isn’t good grammar, but i’m okay with it)
- JIF came out with a new whipped peanut butter that is mind blowingly good and less calories. Get it. You’re welcome.
- The Heat is probably my new favorite movie. Double middle fingers sliding across a conference room door… my dream salute to my work day.
- It’s illegal to sell your coworkers to the monkeys in the congo, so you have to deal with them. This was a sad revelation that led me researching careers that involved less “office” time. Like a super hero.
- While some people find me to be funny/kind, others find me to be harsh/cruel. I usually don’t know which one people will fall under until it’s too late.
- It is really hard to go from single, to dating, to responsible adult in a household with a pre-teenager half time, to responsible adult in a household with a pre-teenager full time and keep your sanity. Eleven is turning into the year of questions, boundaries and rulers left in questionable places.
- The older I get, the more I understand how little gifts mean and much more the time spent with people means. Unless the gift is dollar bills, those are still pretty darn cool.
- 9:00 is now a welcomed time in the evening because I “get” to go to bed. More because I value my time the next day so much more when I’m not cranky, exhausted and stabby.
- Happiness and inspiration doesn’t happen, you have to work for it. Similar to flat abs, eating right and relationships. All the good things require work. How ironic.