I did some deep thinking last week when I was taking out the trash. As strange as that sounds, it’s 100% true. Honestly, I start thinking pretty deeply every time I clean and take out the trash. It makes me sad. Not because I have to walk it all the way to the dumpster myself even though I asked Carl too, but because there’s just so much of it. I just feel so wasteful. How can I produce so much trash?
Now that I’ve been blogging for a few months and am starting to see Something Winnderful grow I feel like I’m finally getting a hang of things. I still don’t tell my friends I blog, but I feel confident enough to call myself a blogger. I wear skinny jeans with a top bun and take my MacBook everywhere. I’m a real blogger! There are still some “blogger stereotypes”
I don’t think I’ve ever been so thrilled on a Monday. Waking up in a new apartment with no crazy person below is just such a wonderful feeling. I really wanted to share with ya’ll pictures of my apartment when I first moved in two months ago, but I never really got the place together. The kitchen table was hardly ever cleared off and we only managed to hang one picture.
But guess what!
Happy Friday! I’ve been a little MIA these past few days, but sh*t got real this weekend. If you read my Pieces of Happy post last Friday you read about my issue with a neighbor. Pretty much she recently decided she didn’t like Carl and I so she began complaining about Gatsby and beating on her ceiling every time he/we moved around too much. Well, things got a bit more serious over the weekend.
Happy Friday! I’m super excited to be linking up again with Chasing Happy for her weekly Pieces of Happy. I must be honest with you all, this has been a very rough week. On Monday my mom contacted me to tell me our family pet, a sweet chocolate lab named Amos, had to be put down. We had him since I was 14 and he was a great family dog.
The next day our neighbor below decided to make a big deal about Gatsby making noise running around the apartment.