This one's for you, Tierra.

May 30, 2014

A few things:

- When I first moved into this place, I had a the bookshelf above, sofa, a television, a desk for my work computer, a dresser and a matching cedar chest for storage. Along the way I've managed to add another bookshelf, a coffee table, a frame for my mattress, a dining room table (that $5 craigslist find I mentioned in my last post), two dining room chair (a Christmas gift from my mother) and a new sofa.

- I realized that it takes time to make your personal living space reflect who you are, and I've still got a long way to go. For now, at least I've got all the basics. Heck, it took me a couple years to even get all those basics, so who knows how long it'll be before I'm living in a place that accurately fits me and  feels like my own home.

- I was going to take before and after photos of the bookshelf, but really, it's not like that's never been done before on every design blog/magazine/tv show out there, so it's not that serious.

- I almost took the time to arrange my living room so this next photo looks nice, but again, I decided it wasn't that serious.

Being an independent woman is overrated.

May 29, 2014

The first of the month is right around the corner.
Rent will soon be due.
It has me thinking... Being an independent woman is overrated. (warning: this post is a liiiiiiittle long)

My cravings are little monsters sometimes.

May 28, 2014

1. I redecorated my living space. My panties were all in a bunch about not being able to move into a new place this year, so I figured I could bring some newness to my old place. My mom had a couch sitting in a storage unit, so I gave my old one to goodwill and bought some decorative pillows for the hand-me-down sofa. The sofa, by the way, is purple - dark purple. It's a piece of furniture that I would've seen sitting in a gallery and walked right past, but somehow it looks amazing in my living room. It's kinda like when a jacket looks like a train wreck on the hanger but makes you look like a whole new person when you actually put it on.

Inspired by the semi-new sofa, I made two trips to Ikea in the same week and walked out with a couple new blankets, a new lamp, some candles and new bath mats. I also bought a new bookshelf/TV stand [my 32inch is no longer perched on top of my stereo in the corner of my living room], and met a nice young lady off Craigslist who sold me her dining table for $5. Seriously, driving down to the Piedmont Park area probably cost more than what I paid for that table, and it's a very nice table. It's scratched up, yes, and I don't much care for the color, but that's nothing a little spray paint can't fix... and that's what inspired my recent trip to Home Depot. I have another white bookshelf I'd like to spray paint an espresso brown color, so one of these early mornings will be dedicated to spray painting furniture on my patio. Here's to feeling like I live in an adult apartment and not a college dormitory. I'd've taken pictures to post here, but I'm in a heavily wooded area so natural lighting is practically non-existent by the time I get home in the evenings, and I never think about it on the weekends... and once you drop the flash, you never go back.

2. I have limited my Starbucks expenditures to $20/month.

3. I started training for that 5K I mentioned awhile back in that one post, and I realized something: running sucks. It's boring! But, it's easy, and it requires very little equipment, so there's that. Part of me is starting to wonder if all the people who say they "love" running are only saying it because other people are saying it, because no. Swimming is fun. Biking is fun. Running? No no no. My quads and glutes, however, do seem to love it, so I'll stick it out until the Zombie Run in September, but after that? Dueces, treadmill.

Have you ever had a paranormal experience?

May 21, 2014

Yesterday morning I made a quick run to the mall to exchange one, single item. Naturally, I left the mall with extra stuff I hadn't planned on buying, but the trip was worth it. Upstairs, in a small corner that gets very little foot traffic, I spied a novelty shop advertising pieces of art and home fragrance oils. I've been on the hunt for new scented oils ever since Bath and Body Works stopped carrying my favorite. So, when I saw a sign that said "4 for $10," I made a detour at the top of the escalator and decided to check it out [for reference, a single three ounce bottle usually runs between $7-$8]. There's a point to this story... I'm getting to it.

There's this book...

May 13, 2014

I have a deep-rooted fascination for magical realism. Every person has their own interpretation of the supernatural and what that may mean. Reading a book or watching a movie/show in this genre give me a little peek into someone's interpretation; I can't get enough. When it comes to books, Like Water for Chocolate by Gabriel Marquez was my first love. Recently, The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake by Aimee Bender and The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman have reawakened my affections.

Well, there's this book called The Night Circus. I picked it up last week and finished the whole thing in three days. I put my social life on hold for this book and have no regrets. A good book like this is dangerous. I'll whip it out any and everywhere because of my uncontrollable need to know what's gonna happen next - on my lunch break at Starbucks, during Mad Men commercials, before bed even when I'm exhausted and my eyes burn as I read each sentence. You know those novels that take like 100 pages before anything interesting happens... i.e. Gone Girl. This one doesn't do that. It reels you in during the first chapter.

Happy Birthday, Ma!

May 9, 2014

Well, well, well... look who's caught the shutterbug: Mama Active Spirit.

Every seven years, her birthday and Mother's Day fall on the same day. It's kinda like when a kid's birthday falls on/near December 25th, and all the cards and gifts get lumped together in one big presentation. She's always been adamant about getting two separate presents since they're two separate occasions, so every year I buy a Mother's Day card and a birthday card at the same time, and I struggle to pick out two unique things to buy in celebration. Shopping for Mom is difficult. She's got sensitive skin so jewelry and fancy lotions/creams are out the window. She also has a sensitive nose and is very particular about scents, and she has every gadget she could possibly need. Small and unique trinkets typically go over well, but after a while, they start to look like a bunch of clutter. Every year I wonder "what in the world should I get this woman?" She used to drop hints about what she'd like, and by hints I mean she'd flat out give me a handwritten list of appropriate gifts.

To the cashier at Trader Joe's...

May 5, 2014

This post is dedicated to the cashier at Trader Joe's who kindly and randomly gave me a bouquet of flowers Saturday afternoon. I was looking extremely rough, and janky and busted and seemingly out of place. By extremely rough I mean I rolled out of bed, threw on a jacket and ran out the door in a hurry, so he probably thought my life was as shambled as my appearance. Whatever the case, it was a sweet gesture. It completely made my morning, and I would've shown more gratitude, but I'm sure my morning breath reached over the counter and slapped him in the face when I said thank you. So I just smiled and tried to look as appreciative as possible while rushing to the exit so I could go home, get cleaned up and get my day started. A few hours later, I drove across town to help a friend move.

Lesson learned.

May 1, 2014

feeling// Worn out. Sure, I managed to get a full night's sleep, but clearly it's not enough. I need a day to sit and do nothing. A day where I wake up, and the farthest I move is from my bed to my living room, with a few trips to the kitchen/bathroom mixed in. Saturday could've been that day for me, but as soon as I woke up my mind ran through all the things that needed to get done [clean out my closet and get rid of old clothes I never wear, scrub the bathtub and snake the drain, assemble my new bookshelf and toss out the old one, go to Ikea and find a new vanity set for my bedroom]. None of this happened. Instead I spent the morning running errands, the afternoon enjoying the sun outdoors [and wearing myself out even more] and the evening hanging out like a normal twenty-something.

eating// No dairy. I love it so very much, but it doesn't love me back. About a month ago I decided to live it up and downed a whole personal pepperoni pizza from California Pizza Kitchen. That next week I watched my face slowly breakout like I was 14 years old all over again. Lesson learned. My fridge is now stocked with almond milk.

drinking// Iced green tea with mint - unsweetened.

practicing// Getting up when my alarm goes off instead of hitting the snooze button. How do people not hit the snooze button, at all?

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