50/365 :: Friday 19 February 2021 this is my friend Robért. sometimes he's pretty scared. but he's pretty cute and makes intense eye contact. 51/365 :: Saturday 20 February 2021 I wanted a photo of the animal tracks in my backyard, not realizing that I also captured the firepit and plastic chairs that came with the house a year and a half ago but I have yet to do anything about (oops). 52/365 :: Sunday 21 February 2021 another Sunday sunrise. 53/365 :: Monday 22 February 2021 I do wonder what the librarians think about my selections. 54/365 :: Tuesday 23 February 2021 back on the road to see my fluffy friend. 55/365 :: Wednesday 24 February 2021 I love this lake. not that you can see it beneath that fog. 56/365 :: Thursday 25 February 2021
I couldn't add to my collection of Carley Baer-designed shirts (because the only color options were blue and orange and we all know I rarely wear anything that isn't black or grey), so I had to get this big mug.
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43/365 :: Friday 12 February 2021 just a few things on my dining room table. 44/365 :: Saturday 13 February 2021 I couldn't not buy a shirt from Phenomenal. (and my Pipsticks arrived.) ![]() 45/365 :: Sunday 14 February 2021 Valentine's Day sunrise. 46/365 :: Monday 15 February 2021 new stickers from Pipsticks!! it's always a fun surprise around the middle of the month when they arrive. 47/365 :: Tuesday 16 February 2021 new print on the wall in my bedroom. 48/365 :: Wednesday 17 February 2021 blue skies again. 49/365 :: Thursday 18 February 2021
a few hours after my grandma died. I loved this big cloud. and an hour or two later there was a beautiful sunset on Lake Michigan. 36/365 :: Friday 5 February 2021 when your coworkers still aren't 100% sure how to spell your name, so they spell it in funny ways. 37/365 :: Saturday 6 February 2021 I've been ordering stamps online for a few years now to make sure that I get the fun ones that I want. I really love the lunar new year ones, and the current series is really pretty. 38/365 :: Sunday 7 February 2021 I had to leave my lipstick out the night before to remind me of the video I had to film the next day. 39/365 :: Monday 8 February 2021 sunshine and icicles. 40/365 :: Tuesday 9 February 2021 a little cold out there (for a couple weeks) on my half birthday. 41/365 :: Wednesday 10 February 2021 a little corner in my bedroom. I love this fake plant that my stepmom gave me, and that print has been hanging in each of my last four bedrooms. (it looked best on the brick walls when I lived downtown, but I do like the grey walls in this room.) [ps - it's Functional Gray by Sherwin Williams but I call it Formidable Grey.] 42/365 :: Thursday 11 February 2021
it's been a while since I've taken a books photo here. I'm forever trying to knock books off my Goodreads to read list. I had a bit of a confusing time with Again Again because it would frequently shift to alternate worlds, so there would be several variations of a scenario that the characters went through. 29/365 :: Friday 29 January 2021 back at the lake, of course. 30/365 :: Saturday 30 January 2021 a surprise thank you note in the mail made my day. 31/365 :: Sunday 31 January 2021 friends. 32/365 :: Monday 1 February 2021 first sunrise of the month. 33/365 :: Tuesday 2 February 2021 blue skies. 34/365 :: Wednesday 3 February 2021
it's like my own personal hotel here. as of today, I have been sober for five years. five years. so much has happened in those five years.
I have been (essentially) told that I’m not allowed to call myself “sober” because it wasn’t like I had a drinking problem. but that’s not how I see it. no, I wasn’t going out every night or even every week, but I was still going out and getting drunk with certain people because I thought it made me seem cool. I was young and impressionable, and I thought that this was what I was supposed to be doing. but I wasn’t taking care of myself. it was so easy for me to quickly get drunk with maybe a drink or two because I wasn’t eating like I should have been. I would look back the next day and just didn’t like who I had been the night before. I would look ahead and see the way that my life was going to turn out if I kept this up. one of those cringey moments was when I cried on new year’s eve because the ice in my water melted. I laugh about it now, but I also feel sad for the 22-year-old I was. so, no, I didn’t really have a big drinking problem, but I could have if I didn’t change my ways. yes, I still crave the whiskey sometimes, but I’m glad that it’s not in my life anymore. I guess the moral of the story is that you can be proud of who you are and the decisions you make for yourself. just because I didn’t have to dig myself out of a hole doesn’t mean I can’t claim my journey. here’s to five years clean, and the next five ahead. |
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