Look Good
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May, Week 4
It's been a busy few weeks to start off what will be an even busier next month.
May, Week 3
Stressed.
May, Week 2
It's been another rough week over here - emotions are high, the mental load is off the charts, and what even is time. I've been trying to really lean into the one hour-at-a-time, one day-at-a-time mentality, but that's also hard to keep up consistently sometimes.
May, Week 1
I'm still so behind...
April, Week 4
I'm behind... and blowing up my life, again.
April, Week 3
It was... A Week, mostly work-related, plus a little life thrown in.
April, Week 2
I took off from work this week after last week's NYC adventure in the hopes of spending two days on a mini-staycation while the kids were on spring break...
April, Week 1
I don't quiteee remember what happened earlier this week (other than the standard thing of a lot of meetings and life crammed into not enough hours in the day), BUT I headed to NYC on Friday morning for a weekend of city-life.
March, Week 4
I had started mentally writing this post in my head while running out on the trails this morning, and I got so lost down some meandering thought spiral that all of a sudden I bit it, HARD.
March, Week 3
I feel like I've finally been coming up for air after the past six years (honestly probably longer) and am realizing how crispy fried I actually am. I know that I thrive in the go-go-go and constant movement (and I do, I really do) and I struggle to embrace the calm (and I do, I really do), but at some point it takes its toll.
March, Week 2
I've sat down to write this numerous times this week and just... haven't had time. It's finally 4pm on Sunday afternoon and I have been attempting to just sit for the past hour, and alas what has felt like every two minutes someone - human or canine - has required some piece of my attention. It's been a long week.
March, The Start
I blinked and it was March, and daylight savings is fast-approaching, the weather is waffling between the tail of winter and false spring, and I spotted a lone daffodil sprouting while running the other morning. It was just December - what even is time, and life is a blur.