Hello, new year

Hello from the other side of my life’s greatest craft project, our November wedding!

We made it out alive, and even better, the entire experience of the wedding events, honeymoon, and newlywed life was nothing but perfect. The bliss is real and I wish this sort of unbridled happiness for everyone. 

Leading up to the wedding, I had no idea how busy things would get. I had aimed to keep all the DIY on a tight schedule and minimize the number of last-minute tasks. But you know how life goes. The to-do list kept getting longer and the few days before the wedding got a little crazy. It was all good and worth the effort in the end. I couldn’t believe how beautifully everything turned out and how happy we were on the day itself, and not just thanks to well-executed crafts. I won’t forget the way I felt every second of the day.

Our honeymoon in Mexico was an extraordinary escape. For the first few days, we stayed at an adults-only all-inclusive resort. Those two conditions made the departure from reality a truly relaxing and indulgent adventure. We slept in, ate three or more full meals every day (cheese plate and wine for lunch, anyone?), floated in aquamarine seas, and lounged beachside with books and cocktails. If you’re wondering if that gets old, it does. So a few days in Tulum on our own were just the thing we needed to feed a nagging desire for adventure and self-sufficiency. I’m still dreaming about the powder-soft sand, gentle seas, and lush jungles leading right up to the beachfront. What a magical time it was. I’m grateful to have had the opportunity to experience that and hope to make a trip back soon.

Now that the wedding and honeymoon are over, I’ve been reveling in the newfound sense of space in my life. Without a whole lot on my to-do list, I can take more time to read, write, and explore some creative endeavors. Of course, we’re filling in a good bit of time searching for a home of our own, an exciting development that gives me so much life when I think of all the things I want to do. Garden! Cooking in a space much larger than the one we have now! Feeling a sense of permanence after years upon years of moving, change, and never knowing what’s next!

All this being said, I plan to make much more regular appearances here and really begin sharing some things I’ve experienced and done. Cheers to a 2018 that promises space to expand in every direction.

On the brink of September

I haven’t heard anyone say it yet, but the light is changing. This morning I noticed it as I stood in the shower, the room slightly darker than usual. The first indicators of fall are barely imperceptible unless you’re me, looking hard for them and daydreaming about what’s to come.

This time of year is always one for looking back. Katrina, other storms, transitional periods of my life, and a lot of bad I had to overcome. Fall is a time when I’ve historically rebuilt myself. I always seem to be drawn to reinvention and refocus right around now, whether out of necessity or longing for a past self that seemed to simply be better. Will I be my ideal self again this fall? Will I finally find myself lacing up my running shoes? Remember when I fit into this or that and did so many things?

Of course, there’s the added pressure of my wedding, which is a strange beast. It’s a happy time for sure. There’s also stress coming out of nowhere relating to my dress and how I look, though, and it’s gotten to my head a bit in the past week or so. I’ve had so much time to figure it out, so why am I waiting until the eleventh hour to get it together? I guess the bright side is that I haven’t felt the need to change myself before now.

I’m heading into the next month with renewed motivation and focus, and a plan for keeping my goals in sight (stick to a running schedule and track what I eat, pretty simple). I know that no matter how I look on the wedding day, I’ll feel like the most beautiful and loved woman in the world. I already do.

Soon there will be a chill on weekend mornings, and I’ll find myself liberated from the boredom of the treadmill and enjoying cool air on my face as I run the stress out. And the light will have fully transformed into that golden-hour, soft early-fall glow I’m just starting to recognize in the days at the end of August.