Let's Go To Bed!

Ever have one of those moments that made you want to crawl under a rock? I had one of those today.

A guy that I work with (let's call him Bob), but don't know very well, wandered over to my desk to chat. Here's how the conversation went down:

Bob - "What a day. I have big plans to be in bed by 8:10 tonight."

Me - "That sounds fantastic! I'll join you!"

*crickets*

Me - "You know. Not in your bed. But I'll be in my bed by 8. By myself."

PS: This conversation did not happen with my inside voice.

PSS: I really don't have an inside voice.

PSSS: I work in an office, so I should have an inside voice.

Fortunately, after I resumed my normal color back, I had a peanut butter cookie waiting for me that took my mind off of the embarrassment.

Let's take a minute to talk about this cookie.

This cookie is as big as my face. And it has peanut butter icing in between the peanut butter cookies. It makes everything better, including PMS. Eh hem. Moving right along.

I should have only eaten half of the cookie. But I didn't. I devoured the entire thing in a little over an hour. And it was magnificent. And my life is changed for the better.

Thank you, cookie. Thank you.

Design Ideas

I've spent the better part of this past week decorating my new home. I should mention up front that I don't have a new home yet. Nor do I know where my new home will be.

Tiny details, people.

I'm already envisioning each room, and what I want it to look like. Moving into a new space is such a wonderful opportunity to do exactly what I want to do! The house I'm in now has cappuccino colored walls, dark accents, a richly colored olive/maroon area rug, and brown furniture. That's not me though. I thought it was, once upon a time, but these days I'm leaning towards bright and cheerful décor. I think when I bought my first house, I wanted to feel grown-up, and so I made purchases that I felt were grown-up. Of course now I know that's ridiculous. And thanks to the millions of magazines, shows, and blogs that celebrate color, I've had no shortage of design inspiration.  I want people to feel happy and comfortable while they are visiting, but most of all, I want to feel happy and comfortable each and every day! Here's a snapshot into my head...

My current house will go on the market in the next two to three weeks, and who knows how long it'll take to sell. But in the meantime, let there be shopping!

Packing, Packing, and More Packing

The last couple of weeks have been hectic. I'm in the process of moving, and I've been in my current home for nine years. It blows my mind how much random stuff I've accumulated! Yesterday, I found a stuffed animal I won at a fair so long ago I can't even remember when it was. I think I'd intended to give it to a niece or a nephew, but that obviously never happened. So I threw it into what I've affectionately dubbed "The Goodwill Corner" of my dining room. It's a towering pile that will likely take multiple trips.

As much as I hate packing, I do love the end result. Only having things that are meaningful, and intentional. Things that have a place, and that make me happy. Things that I use and appreciate. And the unpacking! The unpacking puts me into complete euphoria! It's the only time my entire house will be cleaned, and organized exactly the way I want. Sometimes I imagine I'm just a little bit OCD. Not in a Lena Dunham in Girls OCD, but like a Monica from Friends OCD. My house is always spotless and passes the white glove test, my laundry is always clean and folded, my floors are always shining. That'll no doubt only last for a few weeks, and then life will kick in, and I'll have my sweaty sports bra draped over the ironing board, and my pajamas laying over the edge of the bathtub, and a couple of dishes in the sink. That's more where I land. But who knows, maybe new beginnings will bring out my inner Monica after all. I guess we'll just have to see what happens.

Welcome!

Hi! I’m Kristen! Welcome to my space. I hope you’ll have a cup of tea and stay for awhile! I’m a big fan of journaling. I started keeping a journal when I was just beginning my teen years, and have been writing almost constantly since. I love documenting life’s little details. In case you didn’t know, it moves by quickly! It’s fun to look back and see what’s going on. And I like to think that someday, my great great grandchildren will take pleasure in reading about their crazy grandma who overshared with the interwebs.

If you’re new, let me tell you about myself. My really good friends call me Kris. You can call me Kris, too. I’m an official old lady now, since I hit the big 3-0 in October. Just kidding. Kindof. I don’t feel old, per se, but this stubborn wrinkle forming on my forehead seems to be saying otherwise. I just started guitar lessons, soooo I’m pretty sure I’m going to be a total rockstar. And by rockstar, I mean someone who learns old boy band songs and sings them in her living room by herself while eating chocolate. I also just re-enrolled in college. I have a couple of years under my belt, but I never finished, so why not, right? I find myself with some free time due to some unexpected life changes, so I’m doing all the stuff I never had time to do before. Which brings me to yoga. Have you seen people who practice yoga? Let’s take a moment to appreciate their hotness. It’s impressive. So, for vanity sakes, I’ve decided I want to do yoga. Like, all the time. Oh yeah, and it’s good for the soul. Makes me skinny + quiets my mind? SOLD. I should mention I don’t currently look like a yogi. I don’t even have my own mat yet. But I’ll get there.

I’m so glad you’ve decided to visit. I hope we’ll be super good friends!