I am beyond excited to share that I’ve been nominated for the Blogger Recognition Award! As many of you are aware, I’ve really been trying to amp up my blogging presence over the past month or so (even though this blog has officially existed since 2015). This has translated into too many late nights, and a renewed addiction to social media and coffee (coupled with a smidgen of obsession over my visitor stats, too, but I digress…).
Hi, friends! 🙂 I’m all about the meal planning lately, especially as we head into fall. There’s something about autumn that makes me want to get my life together — even though I’m not going back to school this year (it’s so strange to think about that!). Enter the meal planner: ta-dah!
I recently posted about the bullet journal meal planning template that changed how we plan our meals. I know many of you don’t use a bullet journal, so I wanted to create a free template for you to download as a “thank you” for checking out my blog. I would purchase some removable sticky tabs so you can use it over and over, or even frame it and use a whiteboard marker each week. 🙂
Click ‘continue reading’ to download it!
Law school (and my undergraduate degree in English, to be honest) set us back a pace financially. Throw a baby into the mix before second year, and we were essentially living way beyond our means. When I went to law school, our family had to survive on one income – and it didn’t go as far as we’d like. We unfortunately dipped into Tyler’s line of credit far too often, and when I found out what the balance was, I swear my heart stopped temporarily: it was basically equal to a second student loan. And not the portion of my student loan attributable to law school – my entire 7 years of post-secondary education.
Lately, I’ve been an anxious mess. It may have something to do with starting my new job (which has been crazy stressful), or it could be the after effect of some very last minute and hectic renovations we’ve recently done on our home (which I’ll post more about, later). Either way, I’ve found myself feeling just as anxious around home these days as I do at the office.
I recently remembered the moment I began to experience one of my first instances of crippling anxiety. It was the very first day of law school in 2011. I walked into the building, where many (younger) students had already paired up with new friends. At 26, I technically fit the description of a “mature student”: I had been out of school for four years, and I felt decades older than most of them.
This stage of life is hard.
We rush from one activity to the next. We’re trying to advance in our careers while still maintaining some semblance of sanity. We’re never fully focused at work, always anticipating that call from daycare or school. The schooling we so carefully and expensively pursued has done nothing to prepare us for this. We’re living for the weekends, which turn into disorganized chaos because we’re all so used to routine. We try to strike a balance between planning and “living in the moment”, and end up with a terrible combination of both that makes Monday morning feel like a reprieve.
Anyone who knows me #IRL knows two things about me. Well, maybe three:
I’m terrible at cooking and meal planning in general;
I love bullet journalling; and,
I’m all about saving time, especially in the evenings.
I sent a message to my two closest friends today to let them know that our child benefit credit amounts for the new tax year were now available in our online accounts.
(… Did you just fall asleep reading that sentence? I know I almost did.)
This is my life now.
There are certain pivotal moments in this life.
For me, one of those was the night I messaged you over Facebook shortly after my daughter was born, desperately seeking out someone who could understand what I was going through. It was late, and of course I was crying. I was seated in the brown armchair in my living room, struggling to entice a screaming newborn to settle enough to latch while my fiancé slept peacefully in our bedroom. I was full of rage and despair.
Those of you who know me and follow me on social media know that I’ve been singing the praises of “minimalism” lately. And while I’m sure it makes me sound like some sort of combination of preachy bitch and millennial vegan hipster, I can’t help it – it has been a total game-changer. (Check out my 7 life-changing tips for living more minimally here).