Wanderlust. Always.

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I have Wanderlust.  Constantly and always.  In less than 2 months, Matt and I are going on a whirlwind 5 week trip thru Europe.  And because it’s such an expensive trip, we *should* be saving all of our money.  But between now and then there are 8 full wkends.  Which means 8 different weeks we can explore and be outside of our home, whereever that might lead us.

Because I have the inability to stay in one place and I’m queen of instant gratification, since booking our Europe trip we have also: gone to Long Beach, WA for a trip (twice!) with the dogs.  Those trips have been amazing because they are so relaxing and easy.  There is nothing else to it – they just clean my soul inside and out.  We have also taken a few road trips to Oregon because we had nothing else planned & there were amazing hotel deals.  & next weekend we are going to Las Vegas to spend 4 days in the throbbing heat, while relaxing in every single pool we can get into.  And then immediately following, we are doing another roadtrip to the beach to celebrate the 4th of July with my family.  Some wkend after that I’ll be doing another girls trip to Canada in August right before my Europe trip.  & let’s be honest – knowing me and my track record, I’m sure those won’t be the last of my trips this year.

But even with all of that, with all of that planned and still so much more planned after – I still have this gut wrenching feeling that I’m missing out on some big crazy secret and that I need to see/do everything while I still can.  I don’t know where the excitement, anxiety and slight delusion comes from – but I look at flights and deals and hotels almost every other day.  It’s a small (okay, big) obsession and I generally can’t help myself.  Not that it’s okay to literally spend all of my money on travel and food, but I guess in a weird way it’s better than spending all of my money on clothes & shoes?

Sometimes I think I was a hippie in my past life who just aimlessly walked the streets, always in search of something new and exciting.  Or maybe all of this just means I need to move because I’m constantly craving something new.  Whatever it means, for now, I’ll just settle for traveling to/from as many places as I can. <3

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Bad days.

 

Good days wouldn’t be good days without the bad days. I recognize that much, & I also understand that a bad day doesn’t mean I have a bad life – but sometimes it can feel that way. 

Today has been tough. And rough. And nerve wracking. And scary. All of that rolled into a single emotion, which I’m not sure how to describe other than unfamiliar. I am smart enough and sane enough to know that it all passes & that I’m probably more worried than I should be, but change can be a good thing or a bad thing. Especially bad when it’s unwarranted change. 

So for now, as I sit at Barnes and Noble staring at my laptop screen – I’ll remind myself that tmr I’ll be okay. It’s not what I’m looking at, it’s what I see. ❤️ 

Daily.

 Work is amazing.  No, that’s an understatement – work is incredible.  But work is also extremely stressful, time consuming and at times tedious, but work is incredible incredible.  Did I mention incredible?

It’s hard to believe that only 2 years ago I made the decision (this very day) to leave my fulltime job.  Granted, I didn’t fully leave until Jan 1, 2014, but it’s still kind of amazing how much I’ve done and how far I’ve gone since then.  Also, just 3 years ago I was celebrating my 500th sale.  2 months ago I was celebrating my 5,000th sale.  Today I’m celebrating over 7,000 sales.  If that isn’t growth for you, I don’t know what is.

I talk about work all the time because it’s about 75% of my daily life.  I definitely miss the days when I first became self employed and I had 1/2 days off with not much else to do but clean the house, cook, decorate and shop – and these days I can barely manage a night off.  I know all of that has to change eventually, and I’m doing better at outsourcing some of my work and having hired help, but it’s hard to not be completely in control, esp. when I gave up so much to do what I’m doing.  This brings up Europe and what I’m going to do about work/ my shop during that 5 week hiatus.  I keep trying to rationalize closing shop for the entire 5 weeks, but that’s a loonnngg time to go without having any income, esp. while I’ll be spending so.much in Europe.  I know that I could have my sister (who is ultra reliable) run shop while I’m gone, but this is my baby.  What if something goes wrong?  What if she misses a step?  What if things completely fall apart and then I’m left more stressed out than ever, without the ability to do anything about it?  And – of course, what if nothing bad happens at all and shop is smooth cause she’s taking care of everything?

Anyway, it’s been a crazy long stressful week and thank goodness it’s Friday tomorrow.  I just want to relax and not work for the weekend.  Not sure that’s entirely possible but a girl can dream. ❤️

On another note; booked a trip to Vegas for a short 4 days and I am uber excited to lay by the pool & not do much else.  Matt and I also booked a flight for my sister to come with us, so she could get away from life & enjoy the sun beside us.  Absolutely so grateful that we are able to do these things for the people we love. 

Blogging.

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The last time I posted a blog entry I was coming home from my favorite trip of the year – Long Beach for a short 2 day vacation.

Since then, I have gone to Portland for a long weekend and just came back from my second trip to Long Beach this year, this time for 4 days.  I’ve also booked a 5day trip to Vegas for the upcoming month, a 1day beach trip with my family for the 4th of July and a 5-week whirlwind trip to Europe.  Needless to say, it’s an extremely blessed and happy life.

Anyway, unless you’re from Washington, you’re unaware of how peaceful, serene and tiny Long Beach really is.  4 days is a very long time to be in that type of environment without lots of downtime inbetween.  We spent most of our days riding bikes along the 30 miles of greenery, running in the sand with our dogs, walking around town buying taffy from all the tiny shops, and generally just being together and being unplugged.  I only worked 1 night the entire time we were there, but even that was limited because I forgot to pack my laptop charger (which turned out to be a good thing).

One of our nights in, I found myself trolling instagram (only the truth here, haha) and suddenly I was on a strangers blog.  And I read pages and pages of it – without even realizing how long it had been since I put my phone down or how far into the blog I had gone back.  I found the blog at around 11pm and it was suddenly 2am the next time I noticed.

The blog wasn’t particularly interesting or anything for that matter, but I loved that there was an honest and determined will to keep the blog going.  Something I struggle with so often because I can never seem to find the lines between sharing too much and/or sharing too little.  For as long as I can remember, I have always kept a blog – but I’ve also always deleted it after that phase in my life was done with, or after I had emotionally dealt with whatever was going on in my life.  I hate that I almost have no history to look back on.  I want to be able to read what I’ve done, where I’ve gone, how I felt – and most of all, how I overcame all of it.  There’s definitely a fine line between how much I want to share and what I think I should share – and because of that, I tend to disappear from blogging quite often.  I want to talk about work, and my life in general, or my constant need to do something new/more, and/or my travels and the places I’ve been and want to go.  I have to stop trying to make my blog into something it’s not.  I could talk about diy projects and home decor and handwriting and how to throw the perfect party, but that’s not what I ultimately care to talk about, or share.  Yes, I can do all of those things effortlessly and my blog would be beautiful because of it, but it wouldn’t be honest.

So there it is.  I don’t know what this blog is for anymore.  I don’t know what I want to share or not share, but I do know that I want it to exist.  I think that’s a fairly good start. <3

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Long Beach

              

Back in March, Matt and I took a trip to Long Beach with our dogs in tow & it was literally the best trip we have ever taken.  There was absolutely nothing to do other than ride our bikes along the 25 mile trail, run around the beach with our dogs, & eat at the amazing hotel restaurant.  These are my favorite photos of 2015 thus far, mostly because I reminisce about this trip so often.  SO often infact that Matt and I have rebooked this same exact trip, again for May (yay!).  But this time we’re staying longer – 4 nights to be exact.

This morning I read an article that said “If you’re always wanting and wishing for a vacation, maybe it’s that you actually want a new life”.  I think about moving quite often, but I know that I wouldn’t give up this life I’ve created for anything.  What I do know is that I WORK TOO DAMN MUCH & I need to do something about it.  I’ve seriously been looking into office space, because I’ve outgrown the two offices at home.  & I desperately need the separation from home life and work life.  <3