This past week has been a blur.

A big, wonderful, joyous blur.

Being fully aware that once I post a blog entry that anyone can read it, I’ve steered clear of mentioning anything too early. But now that everything’s official I have no problem writing about what’s been happening in my life lately!

The past few months have been hard. Not just “oh, I’ve had a rough day, I think I’ll go eat chocolate and take a bubble bath” kind of hard. But just beyond what I could handle. I won’t go into details, because that just wouldn’t be right, but I was at my whit’s end. It got to the point where I didn’t know which direction my life was going to go – I debated should I stay, stick it out, and try even harder to make things work? Or is this a sign that my time in Louisville is over?

And then, just when I had decided enough was enough, an opportunity presented itself. Something that I had been wanting for a long time. And all of sudden, my attitude changed because finally here was a reason for me to stay. I discovered I had some fight left in me after all, and I gave 1000% towards making this opportunity mine.

I am happy (more like, completely over-the-moon!!) to officially say that I will be starting a new job on Monday – one that fits me and my personality, with a team that has already begun to welcome me with open arms. And thanks to this new position, I will be able to move within the next month to a place that’s going to meet a lot more of my needs at the moment.

All of this – the new job, the new apartment – happened within 24 hours of each other. I keep waiting for someone to pinch me and I’ll wake up from this amazing dream that’s been my life the past few days! But deep down, I know this was all part of God’s plan from the start, and I feel incredibly blessed and grateful.

I’ll have to keep y’all up to date on the job and the move and the crazyville! that my life is going to become starting Monday!! Expect lots of stories about how it feels strange to be moving closer towards a REAL career, the excitement (and the nerves!) that come along with having to start training again, and I might even share some packing tips as the move gets closer. (Oh, and did I mention that I’m in a wedding at the end of this month?! And that every weekend between today and July is filled with wedding events?? Yup, crazyville doesn’t even come close to describing my life right now! 🙂 )


I just wanted to say a quick thank you to everyone that has been following/reading my blog! You all are a huge encouragement to me – whether you realize it or not! I was excited to share this news with you, and hopefully you’ll be excited with me! I look forward to sharing more of my life with y’all, and never hesitate to leave me some comment love below and let me know what’s going on in your life as well! 🙂




I love love love this article from the Huffington Post called “20 Things You Need to Accept About Your 20s.” I would have to say that it’s scary-accurate and that it halfway amuses me and halfway frightens me. Amuses me because I’m like “oh good, I’m not the only one!” or “Haha yuuuuup – been there, done that!” Frightens me because some of these things I have yet to experience but I know they’re coming…or because I’m already in the middle of them and I don’t really know how it’s all going to play out.

I feel like acceptance is one of the most common traits us “between-ers” need to have in our arsenal in order to get through all the crazyville we’re experiencing on a daily basis. Acceptance of being single in a world where all your best friends are getting married or having babies. Acceptance of still not knowing what you want to do with your life in a world where your boss is asking what your “5 year plan” is and your family wants to know what career move you will make next. Acceptance of empty Friday nights, of having more Tupperware containers in your fridge than actual food, and of asking for a “table for one” at the new café downtown.


Acceptance is just one of our traits, right? I didn’t say it needed to be the only one. If we just accepted where we were in life and left it at that we would never move on to anything else! (The great thing about being caught in between is that eventually you will make it to that next phase of life – you can’t stay in between it all forever.)

First we accept (because if we are always fighting the way life is, we will exhaust ourselves. It’s better to just look at life and realize “ok, this is the way things are.”) Second, we ADAPT. (“Ok, this is the way things are…now how can I work with what I have to get where I want to be?”)

We accept to keep ourselves sane, we adapt to see ourselves grow.

When you’re in between relationships take advantage of the time you have to explore the world on your own! You’ll be amazed at the things you can accomplish by yourself and you can take pride that YOU did it – no one else.
When you’re in between careers and someone asks you what your “5 year plan” is (and you realize you have no idea!), take the time to dabble in new hobbies or projects and maybe you’ll end up discovering your passion along the way.
When you accept that things can’t go back to the way they were in high school, or college, or in your 20s or 30s, or whenever! then you can adapt and move forward and make today the time of your life.


Have you had any experiences where you’ve had to accept and adapt?
Leave me some comment love and tell me all about it!
I’d love to hear your stories! 🙂

Big Thoughts, Little Post

Sometimes I wonder why I am where I am.

There are many days when I feel like Louisville has nothing left for me. If Louisville were a man I was in a relationship with, now would be the time to have the DTR conversation (ya know, the “Define The Relationship” talk.) Like, come on Louisville, where are we going with this? Is it time to move on, or are we talking long-term relationship? I need to know!!

But just when I start to feel like I’ve had enough, good ol’ Louisville throws me a curve ball and makes me wonder “Is it a possibility that there’s still a reason for me to stay?”

I truly believe that everyone is where they are for a reason – including myself. And even though I lose sight of that at times, I feel like when it’s time for me to move on plans will either fall into place or my world will come crashing down – either way my life will change in a big way and that will be that.

No matter what happens, I’m completely happy with the time I’ve spent here so far. It has been ROUGH, let me tell ya, but it’s made me grow in ways that I never thought I could. This is the first city where I’ve lived completely on my own, had my first experiences with knowing absolutely no one, and began exploring my career options. While part of me knows that other places would bring new experiences and new opportunities for growth, the rest of me knows that there are still plenty of ways for me to continue to grow in this infuriatingly-wonderful-crazy-beautiful city.

Louisville will always hold a special place in my heart, but I guess only time will tell if I’m ready for my heart to move on or stay put.


Are you happy where you are, or are you looking for a change of scenery?
What do you love about your city?
Leave me some comment love and tell me all about it!

What I Want to Do When I Grow Up



I feel like I’m in a never ending cycle of trying to figure out what I’m going to do with my life. With each new job I find out more about who I am and what I’m passionate about. But I still have yet to find that “PERFECT” job for me. And sometimes I wonder, will I ever find it?!

Here’s what I would do if I didn’t have to worry about money: I would travel and write and dance. Mixed all together in one crazy, beautiful, impossible job! That would be my ultimate dream, if I were 100% honest with myself…

I want to travel the world more than anything – it’s like there’s something in my brain that keeps telling me “there’s still more to see” and my brain just won’t rest until I’ve gone everywhere! I NEED to explore new places, and speak new languages, and eat new foods, and meet new people just as much as I need to breathe oxygen.
Writing has always been a love of mine, but never something I thought I would be able to do professionally. And now that I’ve had the privilege to write a few guest posts for EPS Warehouse, it’s sparked a new desire to take my love for words and explore the possibilities of using writing in my career.
And of course, I’m at my happiest when I’m dancing. It is literally the one thing that I could do for hours upon hours that I would never get tired of. Even in the few dance classes I’ve been able to participate in, I never want to stop! I have very, very little experience dancing, but that has never stifled my passion for it.

So…does anyone know of a job that would combine travel, dance, and writing? If you do, let me know, I’ll owe my lifetime of happiness to you. 🙂


Now it’s your turn to tell me what you would do with your life if you didn’t have to worry about making/saving/owing money!
Even if it’s the most wild, ridiculous thing I still want to know what you would do!
Leave me some comment love below and let me know! 🙂





The (Not So) Social Life

It’s Friday night! Woooo! Yay weekend! YOLO, TGIF, and all those other fun letters!!! Let me check my calendar and see what crazy-awesome plans I have for tonight!! …hmmm…oh. Well, that was anti-climactic. At least I still have Netflix?


Alright, in all honesty I do have some plans tonight…I have a big ol’ bowl of mac n’ cheese callin’ my name and I’m going to catch up on my Big Bang Theory episodes. (I was told I missed a certain couple getting engaged?! What the whaaaat?!)

Now I know what you might be thinking: “oh, that sounds like such a nice relaxing evening after a long day at work.” Well yeah, it is, BUT sometimes I feel like I have more “nice, relaxing evenings” than I know what to do with!
Whatever happened to my social life?!
If you have been wondering the same thing, I think I have the answer for you…

Post-grad killed the social life. Slowly, but surely.

When you graduated college, you probably had about 2 to 3 weeks worth of attending graduation parties/goodbye parties/got-my-first-big-kid-job parties and then by mid-summer you realized everyone had moved away or gotten serious about work (or gotten married…but that’s another post for another time!) and you were left with too many empty Friday nights to fill by yourself.

And it’s not like you’re a complete hermit who has isolated themselves from the world on purpose. If you’re like me, you’re a total people person that’s meeting people on a regular basis – they just all happen to have different priorities (like their spouse, or children, or grad school homework) and can’t just go to dinner on a whim with you.

Sound familiar? You’re not alone.

The worst part is when someone tells you: “well, you just have to get out and meet people.” Is it really ever just that easy? They make it sound like I can step out my front door, bump into someone, and immediately become their best friend. I don’t know about you, but that’s never worked for me. (Not that I’ve ever actually tried that particular method to make a friend…)

The truth is, I think it’s harder to make friends when you’re an adult. Growing up you’re CONSTANTLY around people that are the same age as you because of school and extracurricular activities. And if you’re lucky (like I was) you find a group of friends that grows up with you and you have some of the most amazing years of your life surrounded by these amazing people. But then comes college. And then graduation. And before you know it all those people you spent years investing in friendships with are scattered across the country. All of a sudden you find yourself in a new city with a new job and there’s not a single person that’s familiar to you within a 2 hour radius. That’s when you realize, I really need to make a new friend.

I’ve been so fortunate to make a few really good friends while living in Louisville, and I’m so so thankful for each one! And I’ve learned that part of growing up and becoming an adult is learning how to “get out there” and make your own opportunities for friendships to form. It’s hard – good gracious it’s hard!! – but worth it, because you find yourself opening up to people you may have never had the opportunity to meet otherwise.

So, to all you “between-ers” out there who are sitting at home on a Friday night mourning the loss of your late night spontaneous get-togethers, just know I’m right there with ya. But don’t get stuck there. You may not be able to “just get out and meet people” instantly but every day brings at least one opportunity to interact with someone new. Take advantage of that opportunity and open up. You might just make a new best friend.


Have you had any experiences where you’ve been on your own and have had to start over at making friendships? I’d love to hear your stories! Leave me some comment love below and I promise I’ll respond! 🙂





Oregon + Joy of Traveling



Going to Oregon was literally one of the best decisions I’ve made in such a long time. It was SO good to visit with one of my very bestest friends, and I feel like the trip just got me back on track mentally, physically, and emotionally.

Before I left on vacation I had been dealing with car problems for two weeks, so much stress at work that I broke down into a panic attack (my first in years), and a million other little things that just felt like boulders on my shoulders as they kept adding up. (“The weight of the world on her shoulders” just doesn’t even begin to describe it.) But the moment I reached the Louisville airport with my little carry on, I felt those boulders start to tumble away.

Personally, I don’t think there is anything quite like traveling that makes me forget my worries.

And it only got better once I reached Oregon. “Relaxing” is probably not the best way to describe it, because Jana and I literally filled every second of the day that we could! But being out and about in a new place, seeing new things, meeting new people, knowing that I didn’t have to check my email or pay a bill for the next four days was all the relaxation I needed.

Everything became my new favorite thing. (Seriously, I think I said so about 100 times a day.) 😉
But how could you not fall in love with ALL of these sights?! (And this is just a fraction of what we saw…)

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I was so sad when I had to leave. I was going to miss my friend, miss this new beautiful place I had discovered, and miss the experience of traveling.

I would encourage every single “between-er” out there to please please take this crazy, upside-down, inside-out time in your life and enrich it with travel. I don’t mean to sound cliché – it’s the last thing I want to be, trust me! – but I can’t even describe the joy travel has brought me at this point in my life. When everything feels like it’s falling apart, traveling has enabled me to just let go for a brief moment and refocus. It is beyond worth it.







Another Kind of “In-Between”: The Layover

Let’s see how well I can write from an iPad. 🙂

I am currently sitting in an airport waiting for my flight to leave. I got here a bit too early – but I was perfectly okay with that because I like getting through everything and having plenty of time to get situated.

I’m a planner. Getting to
the airport early is ALWAYS part of the plan.

After getting through security and stopping for some much needed Starbucks, I sat at my gate, anxiously awaiting my flight.

And then…the announcer’s voice came over the intercom.

Apparently there’s bad weather in Newark. (Why I was taking a flight from Kentucky to New Jersey to get to Oregon is still boggling my mind – it’s on the opposite side of the country people!!) So my flight to Newark was delayed, therefore ensuring that I would miss my connecting flight to Portland. The kind airport lady gave me two options:

1. Take my delayed flight to Newark. Risk getting stuck (in New Jersey of all places! Yuck!) and delay my vacation by who knows how long once I get there.


2. Get on another flight to Denver. But it was leaving at 5:30.

Needless to say, I chose Denver. Sure, I wouldn’t be getting to Oregon till later, but at least if I was going to Denver I’d be headed in the right direction!! (I mean, NEW JERSEY! Really?!)

So now, here I am…in a little airport…just me, my iPad, and Chili’s.

Honestly, I just have to laugh at the whole thing! Getting stressed about this would be silly at this point – there’s nothing I can do, and I’ve been taken care of. Just because things aren’t going the way I’ve planned them, doesn’t mean that they aren’t going according to Plan. (If that makes any sense.)

So, I wait. The question is, what do I do while I wait?! Plane watch? People watch? Count the tiles on the ceiling? Take a nap? Bug the crap out of the kiosk workers by stopping and reading all the magazines but never actually buying anything?

I guess the possibilities are endless! 😉

So tell me: what keeps you occupied during layovers? Any creative ideas for me? Leave me some comment love below and tell me all your crazy airport stories – I’d love to hear them!