ONE.TWO.THREE

If you read my post from yesterday, you know I'm kind of in a funk. Maybe it's my quarter-life crisis, but I'm definitely in a "What the &$%@ am I doing with my life?!" stage. (So, if you see me this week, please-oh-please don't ask me that question.)

To be honest, I've spent a lot of time in prayer... but I've also spent a lot of time flinging myself over the couch, with my hand over my eyes, yelling "Why me?" Ok, that's a little dramatic, I know. But, I find life is more fun with a little drama. (Poor Zach.)

When I was seeing a therapist a few years ago (there, I said it) she told me that at times like these - sometimes you just need a break. She told me to take a walk, to do a craft, to bake something... to do basically anything that forces me to stop obsessing about whatever issue I'm dealing with. This isn't about pretending a problem's not there, but it's allowing yourself to not dwell on things that can't be changed in that moment.

So this week, I took her advice. I got out of the house way more than I normally do: I ran. I made restaurant-grade tacos. I cleaned out my closet, then brought all my old clothes to a clothing swap party. From said party, I acquired some ridiculous slippers. I went shopping and tried on some hideously neon pants at J.Crew. I bought a new necklace at Anthropologie. I had lunch with a friend. I booked some flights to Portland.

My life may not be quite what I want it to be... yet. But I'm confident I'll figure things out soon(ish.) And in the mean time, I'm trying to enjoy the journey.

Happy Friday, friends! Enjoy your much-deserved long weekend!