It’s the first day of Summer and I’m sick


For the whole week I felt like shit. I couldn’t tell you what was going on. I had a slight, tingly, sore throat and then this morning my head felt heavy and I’m a little congested. I’ve also had one of those “pains in my head” where its like a headache starting but it doesn’t exactly want to and just makes you miserable because it’s miserable itself. So I decided to go to Rite Aid after I dropped off the Mr and see what they had to say at the pharmacy. The pharmacist suggested Advil Cold and Sinus and an hour later, I’m still waiting for it to kick in. 

The weather is somewhat nice. I want to enjoy it. I want to go out and be happy. But no. I’m at home, trying to clean in spurts because I’m getting short of breath if I do too much at once. So I clean and sit. Like now, where I’m spilling my misery on to you. I also feel like a sneeze is brewing so my face looks permanently disgusted but I’m not. I just want to sneeze but I won’t. For the last two weeks I’ve been telling my husband I’m going to be sick and now something is happening. Why was I so stubborn and not taking my vitamins?!? 😦 

I feel like my face looks swollen and I tried doing something with my hair, putting on makeup and a pretty dress to feel good but I’m not sure how good I’m feeling. I want to curl up in bed, and maybe I should, but I’ve put off doing things around the apartment for the whole week and now when I feel at my worse, in here looks it’s worse. I can’t ask David because I’ll have to be too specific with how I want things done and it’ll only make me want to do things myself instead of ask him so I sit here taking breaks while doing things, and he is at work.

Damn I sound miserable today. I am though. My back still hurts. My cooking hasn’t been the best this week. In here needs to be cleaned… I hope next week is better.  

How are you enjoying the first day of Summer? Don’t mind my misery. Please. 

Life


I’m in my mid-twenties and I’m always described as “an old soul”.

I’ve been through my share of things in life. And writing has always been there to help.

I realized there are so many things we go through and we all have our own way of coping. I write. Sometimes, you hope to come across someone who’s been through what you’re going through and that they shared words of encouragement. That’s also why I started my blog.

Discussing your problems with people doesn’t always guarantee you will hear what you want/need to hear – especially from someone you love or family. The words of a stranger often ring home because it’s like someone out there has been through what I’m going through and they understand. I’m not alone. I’m not going crazy. Hearing the same thing from a loved one isn’t fresh or caring anymore it becomes annoying after a while.

I’m trying to make the most out of my life. I’ve had enough lessons on knowing how short it can be.

Everything in moderation.

Love and be loved.

Build each other up – especially woman to woman. Learn from each other.

I’ve been feeling really intimidated when it comes to how I want to further my fashion blog because of what I see other established bloggers/youtubers go through with negativity. I find I’m giving myself pep talks everyday that I can do it and I can get as far as I want to go and I am the only person that can stop my progress.

Isn’t that the same thing with life? We can only get as far as we want ourselves to go. If we feed into the negativity, listen to what others tell us we can’t do, then we don’t get anywhere.

I want to go somewhere. I want to build something on my own. I love that my husband encourages me and is proud of me. That counts more than you know and he knows how much it means to me.

So here is my encouragement to you:

Nothing happens overnight (it could but let’s be realistic). Work hard for what you want and know you get what you put in. You may hear “no” a lot but keep saying yes in your head and your heart if you know it is for you.

Writing these words hold me to do the same thing for myself. To never give up and also to try to be an inspiration for someone else. I love knowing that I’ve helped someone one way or another, directly or indirectly.

I hope this helps.

xx

It Didn’t bother Me


It happened today. It didn’t bother me. And when I realized, I had a moment of silence.

I got used to the fog.

Really? Is this what it has come to? I guess it’s a good thing because I wasn’t very miserable and that’s a plus, but being used to the fog and not having it bother me was weird. There was no weird feeling driving in it. None. It has been just over a week with fog everyday, so I should be ok but it was weird.

When I’m waiting outside of my husband’s office, I always feel like I’m in a horror movie and someone is going to emerge from the shadows with a machete and hack me to death. Yes, that is what I associate fog with.

Ideally, I’d be getting ready to go somewhere sunny for a few days and come back feeling refreshed. But that’s not happening, so I guess mentally, my brain realizes that this is my life now, and I’m no longer in Barbados, so get used to it. Or, simply I’ve been driving and being in fog for more than 24hrs that I’ve just adjusted. I like to take the former explanation please!

Anyway, the fog should lift by Tuesday (tomorrow) and then it’s back to rain (yay!). “Back to normal” and cold… I will make the most of this week, I have a few things planned that I will not let the rain and cold put a damper on. This is my year and I will not let a lot of things get to me because some things will get to me.

Taken from Real Simple

Taken from Real Simple

xx