For everyone out there struggling with a little OCD,
Because you can handle it as long as it’s clean…
So clean it no matter what they say!
About this time every year spring cleaning tends to become a “thing.” This is a hard concept for me. One might say I can be compulsively clean, neat, and organized to the point that other people’s messes that have nothing to do with me stress me out. One might say that. However, it is no joke I like clean. All year. Clean. (more…)
It’s Monday and that sucks. Let me tell you a story to make it better. Several years ago after a bad breakup I found myself sharing a bed with my friend Claire and sharing an apartment with my friends Megan and Claire. While most nights were filled with way too much wine to drown my sorrows, the mornings were filled with me doing my best to at least shower. As I stayed there for almost six months and much exceeded my welcome, I took a very valuable piece of knowledge with me from what should have been dark times but were actually pretty fun in retrospect.
Everything I know about legs I learned from controlling my envy towards Holly. As a child my legs were abnormally skinny. To the point that I was called “chicken legs” until about the age of 18. (it only stopped because I left town at age 18. forever.) This brought a lot of teenage anxiety which led to me actually doing exercises to make my calves bigger… but the joke was on me because as we learned in Epic is the Era I don’t know how to workout. Needless to say my calves look about the same as they did back then.