& if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky one.
If you’re anything like me, you may be finding yourself in some kind of post-winter-pre-spring-I’m kind of sick of this weather slump. We’ve been cooped up for the better part of the last few months and we’re going a little stir crazy. In hopes of lifting my winter blues, and embracing whatever semblance of spring I can find, I’m starting something new today and I hope you’ll join me.
The premise is simple – let’s try to be a little happier for 100 days by taking the time to search for the little things that make you smile. (You can read the details at http://100happydays.com)
I’m going to be documenting my 100 Happy Days on Instagram. (Follow me! allisonisthird)
If you choose to use Instagram as well, use the hashtag #100HappyDays.
Please let me know if you’re joining me. I’d love to see what makes you happy.
so much pride.
There are lots of things I don’t understand. Lots. Like taxes and insurance and the electoral college. And I don’t like that. I’m the kind of person that wants to know the whys and hows. I was the twelve year old annoying my orthodontist with the “So what are you doing now?” questions. And the older I get, the more I realize how little I know. If I’m being honest, that overwhelms me a
This week, I’ve been working on my new website (woohoo! a rebrand!) Last time around, I had a little help. This time, I’m flying solo. I’m 100% in over my head. It’s the classic “One step forward, two steps back” scenario. And it’s consuming me. I didn’t eat dinner. I’ve barely taken the time to hear about how Stephen’s day was. And it’s nearly bedtime and I’m not a whole lot closer to the finish line than I was four hours ago. But I’ve learned a ton. and I’ve made mistakes that I [hopefully] won’t make again. and this is what life is. It’s not having the answers. It’s diving in and realizing your feet don’t touch the bottom.
And if I go to bed tonight in the same spot i did last night, that’s okay. But I’m going to talk to my husband about his day. Because that’s more important. and a whole lot more fun.
So….. I like ice cream. like a lot. I’m not sure I realized just how much until last night. This is what my house looked like.
Yesterday was a straight up blizzard. It took me 60 minutes and a whole lot of prayer to get to work. (as opposed to 20 minutes and a little bit of prayer) : ) It was crazy and scary and everything bad. But on the way home, my mom made a pretty big mistake and told me that the cutest little ice cream shop around had their famous $4 Sundaes on sale for just 34 cents! So guess what we did?! We bundled up, got in the car, and drove.
Isn’t he cute?! I think the pink really suits him.
Crazy? Maybe. Worth it? Definitely.
I’ve really been craving nature lately. Maybe it’s the subzero temperatures that are holding me hostage in the house. I want out. I want to travel. I want to explore. So you can imagine my excitement when Stephen and I booked a camping trip with 9 of our very favorite people this week. I’ve never been camping for real. As a kid, my family and I went “camping” in a pop up camper. Although I have lots of fond memories, it wasn’t tent-sleeping-star-gazing camping. And to do it with some of our best friends?! What more could I ask for?
I’ve seen a couple photos of our campsite. (and by “seen” I mean “stared at on my work computer while daydreaming of s’mores and an open fire.”) I haven’t been this excited about something in a long time.
Adventure’s calling. Brb. Gotta go answer it.
But clearly life took people and shook them around until finally they were unrecognizable even to those who had once known them well. Still there was power in once having known someone.Meg Wolitzer - The Interestings
While most of the blogging community has made new years resolutions involving blogging more, I, on the other hand, am taking a different approach. There is so much going on in my life right now. and 97% of it is awesome. this year, I want to live a fuller, more exciting, more 22 year old life so that when I do have the chance to blog, it means something.
I’m young. Like still really young. And a lot of times, I find that I need to be reminded of that. Most people my age are popping breath mints before their morning class to cover up the fun they had last night. Not me. I’ve been out of college for 2 years. I’m married. I have lots and lots of bills to pay. I have a home that needs taken care of, and laundry to do (which I don’t. thanks, Stephen.) I work full time at a law firm. A LAW FIRM.How much more “grown up” does it get? But I’m still 22.
I’m incredibly passionate. I know what I want to do and where I want my life to go and I’m doing everything I know how to get there.
but passion and patience don’t always mix.
it’s hard for me to sit at a desk proofing legal contracts and answering phones when all I want to be doing is creating. I’m checking email inquiries on my bathroom breaks, and daydreaming about my photography rebrand while I file papers. I am so incredibly blessed to have the job that I do right now. It truly is a godsend. But every day here makes me a little more uncomfortable in the healthiest of ways. it reaffirms my passions. it builds the anticipation. and when I’m finally in a place where my dream becomes my career, it will taste that much sweeter.
This year, I vow to enjoy the little things. to take every new opportunity that comes my way. to blog when I have something to say. and to live like I’m 22.
I created a new blog. with things I find pretty or funny or both.
I’ve been making a lot of strides lately towards a happier life. I know I’ve shared a bit about what my year’s been like. it’s been rough. but the past few months have only gotten better. and i know it’ still up from here.i’m using this time to learn myself, and what makes me happy. because life’s too short not to be. i want to be a better person and wife and daughter and friend and employee.
i’m making a ton of progress in my photography business. i have so many exciting new things to share with all of you. and that makes me happy.
i love being a wife. i love taking care of stephen, and waking up to him, and falling asleep next to him, and weekend movie nights, and cooking dinner together, and grocery shopping together, and playing board games together and living together. that makes me happy.
i love good design. i love design that inspires and provokes. i love pretty colors and fonts and words. that makes me happy.
i love baking and trying new recipes. I love watching dough rise and a perfect pie crust and a perfectly frosted cupcake and cookies that are soft and brownies that are rich and using new ingredients. that makes me happy.
i love when i know i’m doing a good job at work. i love when i catch someone’s mistake or when someone tells me my voice sounds nice on the phone. that makes me happy.
i love music playing in our house. i love a good breakdown. i love a catchy melody, or a voice that gives me goosebumps. i love thoughtful lyrics. that makes me happy.
i love decorating our house for the holidays. that makes me happy.
I love the thought of vacationing with our best friends this summer. that makes me happy.
i love the chill in the air, and the nighttime rain, and the cozy that it all brings. that makes me happy.
but most of all, i love the feeling i get when i know i’m where i need to be. when i know God is pleased with who i am and the decisions i make.
i love the beauty that God lets me experience every day. in my relationships. in the rain. in the sunrise. in my kitchen. in the breakdown. in the words. in the friends. in my job. and in my heart.
that makes me the happiest.
What would a happier you look like?