Over the summer I read a book that nearly changed my life. Okay, maybe I’m being a little bit dramatic, but not too far off. You Are a Badass by Jen Sincero. Go pick up a copy. Like now.
A couple of weeks ago I had the opportunity to visit New York City for the first time. My boss confirmed the trip roughly 7 days before we left. I didn’t take nearly as many photos as I planned to, but when you visit NYC for the first time (and you’re toting around a lot of equipment) it’s easy to get caught up in the city, and forget about your phone altogether.
I’ve heard a lot of this lately.
That’s such a generic saying, amirite? When something shitty happens or when life let’s us down, our best friends and our family stand around us with boxes of tissues or words of encouragement that are supposed to ease the pains of disappointment and make us feel better.
Originally I planned on titling this blog post, “Mourning for The Past.” Kind of morbid, right? I’ve been mulling over so many thoughts over the past few weeks. I’m almost unbearably sentimental about everything lately. A song, a smell, a funny joke, driving by an old personal landmark. Hell, I’m even sentimental about saying goodbye to fictional characters in a finale on a TV show.
I know I didn’t update after week 2 of the Whole30 but my schedule has been very busy. It’s hard to take photos of every single meal or snack that I eat! But anywho, I’m here now to give you the recap of my 30 day journey.