Every time I think I’m out, it drags me back in. Then BAM! 3 months have passed! What is it about Social Media that is so addictive? Part of it’s draw is the fact that you can easily keep tabs on all your friends and family without ever picking up a phone or calling them. It’s effortless really.…
Why does Facebook ask that? Usually when I see this question my mind instantly goes blank! I can’t even think about what I was thinking about the second before I saw that question. Much like when someone asks me what I’m thinking about or what I’d like for dinner or what do you do for fun? LOL What…
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. …