On Letting Go

Sometimes I get in these ruts of overthinking things and maybe caring too much about stuff.  I blame my incessant need to have the future overly planned out (hello, control issues!), but at times it gets to be more than I can handle.  Ahem, an example.

This weekend we’ve got Rockies game, Avs game, Easter baking, Easter celebrating, make up and hair trials for the wedding, then come the work week, it’s two more birthday celebrations and another Rockies game.  Whoa!  Already, my brain is like “when will I have time to work out?” “when will I have time to cook so that we have stuff to bring to work for lunch?” “when will I fit in that 4 mile run I promised I’d go on in an attempt to be ready for the Bolder Boulder next month?” “and when will I even have time to go to the grocery store to buy the ingredients for the dessert I volunteered to make for Easter?!”

And I could spend a bunch of time incessantly planning out how to fit all of those things into the next few days, but… I just don’t want to.  It’s exhausting and a waste of what time I do have.  So what if I go 5 days without working out or GASP! have to buy lunch on the fly because I didn’t have time to put together a perfectly balanced meal at home.  I will live and life will go on.  Plus all those worrisome thoughts are just taking up space in my head that should only be filled with the idea of how much fun the next few days are going to be!  And sometimes, feeling out of control can be pretty freeing.

Life is about to get all kinds of busy.  Birthdays, wedding showers, bachelorette parties, actual weddings and vacations are all coming up fast and while my first instinct might be to go into a tailspin of anxiety, instead I’m going to remind myself that that’s a lot of incredibly exciting things to be busy with.  And that I might just have to give up some control in order to fully enjoy it all.

Happy Thursday, you all!

Weekend Do’s & Don’ts

You don’t even want to know how long I just spent Googling the correct punctuation of “do’s and don’ts” and I’m still not sure if I got it right…

Ahem.  Anyways.

Do be in an unusually good mood on Friday.  Also, do blame the gloriously warm weather and don’t take it for granted.  See Sunday’s freak (or not to freak if you happen to live in Colorado) spring snowstorm.

Do convince your fiancé to ditch the lunch you responsibly packed in exchange for a spontaneous lunch date and Udi’s.  Also, do sit outside in the sun and don’t even contemplate ordering anything other than your beloved Kale Caesar.

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Do let the 75 degree weather convince you to jump right into summer mode and pull out the new hammock.  Do enjoy a quick siesta in said hammock, but don’t get used to it.  See today’s snow-covered hammock.

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Do finally go see The Grand Budapest Hotel.  Don’t get your hopes up that it will be even better than Moonrise Kingdom (it wasn’t) and don’t get too attached to Jeff Goldblum’s character.

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Do start Saturday with a green smoothie and a lovely 3 mile run.  Do enjoy some patio surfing with your girlfriends.  Don’t order bottomless mimosas then decided it’s a good idea to accompany your fiancé to Ikea.  I was not helpful in doing anything but eating a $1 hot dog.

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Assembly still in progress.

Do pick a good indoor activity to spend all of a snowy Sunday on.  Why yes, brewing beer is the perfect choice!  This will be the second time we’ve brewed this IPA but the first time we’ll be kegging it.  If all goes well, we’ll be serving our own beer at our wedding!

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Do book your bachelorette party weekend in New Orleans.  Do be beyond excited about it, but don’t think about how it’s not for another 3+ months.  I wanna go nowwwwww!

Don’t be too sad that’s it’s Monday again.  Or so I’m trying to convince myself.

 

Friday Confessions

Confession #1: I was tempted to title this post something with “Weekend” in it.  You know, to keep in line with the rest of this week’s posts.

Confession #2: It’s been five days and I am still obsessively thinking (and talking…poor Joey) about the season finale of Shameless.  It’s borderline unhealthy.  That scene where Debbie recognized Ian’s depression and said, “Yeah, we know what this is” will haunt my dreams forever.

Confession #3: I adore eating breakfast at the kitchen island every morning.  So much better than sitting on the couch.

Confession #4: I let Joey talk me into getting sandwiches at our favorite local shop before the Rockies game on Tuesday.  Pretty sure this is the start of a bad expensive habit.

Confession #5: I’m over any temperatures below 70 degrees and weather that’s anything less than sunny.

Confession #6: I’m having a La Croix thing.  A “drink one daily” thing.  Because one a day keeps the doctor away.  That’s a saying that refers to sparkling water, right?

Confession #7: I’ve spent my entire life thinking all of Europe drove on the opposite side of the road, until, in the middle of a riveting Rick Steves’ TV special, I was told otherwise.  Turns out only the UK drives on the opposite side.  HOW HAVE I GONE MY WHOLE LIFE BEING MISINFORMED ABOUT THAT?

Confession #8: I have way too many pictures of food on my phone and not enough pictures of people.  Below is my lame attempt to remedy that.

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A happy happy Friday to you all!

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