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Dear Diary- 1

Hey what's up hello. I basically treat this blog as my own personal diary because writing in an actual diary takes a) a lot more time than typing on here and b) I forget what I actually want to talk about since it takes a while for me to finish one sentence.

So I guess.... Dear Diary,

Here are a lot of random thoughts I've been having and/or talking to myself about:

I've been getting into this new habit of going to bed early and waking up early to walk before I go in to work and let me tell you....GAME CHANGER. I feel so much more energized because I'm actually getting around 6-7 hours of sleep v. the 4 hours I was getting before and I'm walking, enjoying the chirping of the birds and the fresh air instead of   waking up first thing in the morning and scrolling through instagram. I read somewhere that every successful person has a morning routing that set their day off in the right track so I'm really trying to **actively** make a morning routine with just this little change.

I've been digging oatmeal with strawberries and cashews lately. So much yumm.

Today was a great day because I did my taxes and this broad does not have to write the IRS a check. Praise Jesus Hallelujah!!! This means more money in my savings and on the road to being debt free since one of my major goals before turning 30 (gasp!) is to pay off all my student loans and credit cards that I have. Still have some time but I really want to make this a priority this year.

Another major goal is travel more because I have no strings attached. No kids, no husband, nothing holding me back. Which is kind of sad if you think about it, but I'm trying to become a bitter and sad and depressed so I'm going to pretend it's great to not have all these things to consider. Or at least not start to think that I will be #singleforever.

Got my eyebrows done today and I feel like a brand new woman! My eyebrow lady is not shy about telling me about how "terrible" they looked so now all I can thing about is how big of a hot mess I have been these past two weeks. I shudder, just thinking about all the conversations I had with some handsome AF guys and me with my bushy AF eyebrows. The agony. The horror!

Speaking of handsome AF guys, there is this new guy that started coming to my gym and lets just say he is *drool* worthy. He is a dark glass of chocolate milk and I need to find a way to strike up a conversation. I don't have one liners that I use on guys but I do use the excuse of offering chalk to them as a way to start a conversation. Haven't seen this guy do something that requires chalk so not sure if that will work. Sigh. He's so good looking. I just can't.

Ughhhhh... almost forgot! I finally freaking found the feta cheese that had been out of stock at Trader Joes for the past month. Saw it and immediately shrieked with excitement. I freaking love cheese and this is the absolute best feta I've had so I grabbed two packages and I'm seriously contemplating going for more tomorrow. Would it be too much? They don't expire until September so I should be solid.

I had a dream that I was back in mexico with a big ole basket of my favorite bread. Too bad it was just a dream. I swear cheese and bread are my love languages. I just want to live off those two things and not have to worry about gaining weight. That would be living the life!

Saw Coco and bawled my eyes out. Such a good movie.


Until next time!



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