God I am so easily overwhelmed these days. As some of you may already know, I am going to be leaving the LuLaRoe business. This was a decision I made because of my health and my main business. I absolutely LOVE LuLaRoe and I really had a great time being in business selling the clothes, but with my health…
Yes, ladies and gentlemen (are there any men reading this?), I have many many journals/planners/diaries/whatever that I use daily. Because all of this awesomesauce cannot fit into just ONE book! And because I’m so finicky and weird that I have to have a different book for a different thing. Y’all one book is NOT enough for all this…
I am a serial journaler. I buy journals, a lot. Like all year long, a lot. I start them, very seldom do I finish them, but I start them with a passion and fervor that is quite strong. I’ve always been this way. Even as a little girl I had several journals, diaries they were called back then. …
I’ve been talking about this for quite a while now. Social media has become extremely toxic and I find myself upset, angry, sad, and just plain sick of it all. It used to be a place where I found joy, companionship and happy thoughts. That place disappeared a long time ago. I started on social media a long…
I have a dilemma. I am at the same time, both socially awkward and a social butterfly. Maybe it’s not so much a dilemma as it is a paradox. I love the IDEA of parties, events, big social gatherings… but I don’t really like attending them. Or more to the point I don’t like THINKING about attending them. …