Farmers Market

Last weekend I was at the Renaissance Fair at the same time as the first Farmer’s Market so this weekend it was at the top of my list for things to do this weekend; however, when I was nudged awake this morning by a hungry cat my initial desire was to crawl back into my warm bed.

It was too tempting so that’s exactly what I did…crawled back under the covers but only for about 15 minutes then I urged myself out of bed exclaiming “It’s Farmers’ Market Day!!”

Once on the road I had to pass all the yard sale temptations. (I love yard sales but I keep trying to get rid of stuff to prepare for moving so I don’t need to bring more stuff into my apartment).  I mention often how much I hate finding parking plus farmers’ market here is a popular event so even though it’s a small town it can sometimes be a struggle to find a spot.

Luckily, I don’t mind walking so I had the perfect spot in mind that was only a few blocks away plus it’s nice to walk around downtown.   I didn’t need anything in particular but gave myself $40 to roam.  Unfortunately I bought some of veggies at the store when I went grocery shopping because I managed to space out the fact that I was going to Farmers’ Market 😳

My first find was a basil peach white balsamic vinaigrette, which I’m super excited to try.  I made the rounds, resisting the mini doughnuts even though the smell was drawing me in closer, ignoring many of the other sweet treats and temptations along the way, eventually settling on fresh eggs, face scrub, and new teas (I love tea!)

11128363_946781562028447_1529480292480717188_n 11070497_946781505361786_3276008171566785263_nDid I mention the owls?  The WSU Raptor Club was there with 2 owls.  This one was my favorite! 😀

The Farmers’ Market is one of many things I’ll miss when I move away.  I recognize it’s time for me to move on from this town but I don’t feel any hatred for it.

I have a friend who left this area and proclaims often how much she hates it but I think it just depends on your perception.  She grew up in or near larger cities. I grew up in a one stoplight town (literally and that didn’t happen until I was almost out of high school) where the nearest “big city” was an hour away.  When I was in high school we got a McDonalds and it was a major event.

The city I live in now compared to my hometown is practically a thriving metropolis.  I mean, there’s a WalMart here and 2 McDonalds!   XD

Of course, there are things I don’t enjoy about this city.  I don’t like being in the middle of nowhere.  It’s a college town so it’s tough to meet guys who aren’t either under 25 or already married.  Winters suck.  It’s windy…almost all the time.

Despite the things I hate I will miss this place when I leave.  Farmers’ Market is something I love about this city and one of the many things I will miss when I move away.

Oddly enough, as I find myself getting ready to leave I seem to making new connections all the time and strengthening old ones.  I’ve opened myself up to new experiences plus just having a more positive outlook has allowed me to meet more people and have more fun.  I’m enjoying myself more now than I have in years (of course not having a soul crushing job helps), which just makes it harder when I think about leaving.

I didn’t realize where this post would end up but going to Farmers’ Market this morning really did make me reflect on some of the great memories I’ve had here and how much I will miss it once I leave……well, I think I’ve done enough reflecting for one day.

Despite the sunshine urging me to come out and play I’ll be doing some cleaning and packing some boxes…just in case this next week is my week.

Hope everyone is enjoying their weekend!

My Own Private Motivational Speaker

I haven’t heard anything from any jobs in almost 2 weeks so I’m doing my best to not get discouraged but it’s a challenge.  My writing is pretty reflective of my moods.  The other day I was thinking I needed to really narrow down my blog and focus on a single topic but that’s not me plus the randomness is fun, right?

One day I’m writing about what I’m eating, the next day work outs, the next day I hate everything and am struggling to get out of bed, sometimes it’s all of those things in one day or one post.

It’s an adventure, it’s constantly changing, and it’s my life.

The journey to happiness is certainly not an easy path.  It’s more like a climb up the side of a mountain while someone at the top throws rocks at you…and there’s land mines and bears. Basically, sometimes life is hard but I can’t give up.

I’m beginning to feel like a motivational speaker the way I have to build myself up everyday, plus I have a friend in a similar situation so I try to cheer her up too.  She’s at least working in a bank (she hates it) and doesn’t have to pay rent (living with her parents) but she’s also job searching.  She’s 10 years younger than me so I keep reminding her she has tons of time but when people around her start finding their dream jobs she begins to ask the questions many of us do,
“What’s wrong with me?”
“What am I doing wrong?”
“When are things going to work out for me?”

I find myself asking the same questions all the time but I just work on knowing there’s nothing wrong with me, that I’m doing the best I can right now, and things will work out in their own time.  I had to remind her she’s a bad ass who will find a job doing what she wants to do but right now unfortunately we have to be patient.  Even though I’m almost constantly stressed I’m trying to enjoy this time and stay positive.

I genuinely believe in the power of positive thinking but it becomes so challenging when you’re trying to be positive and nothing works out.   I’ve been trying to pinpoint what keeps me going, what makes me able to drag myself out of be in the morning, what makes me keep trying, what gets me out of the house.  I think I’m just not ready to give up on myself or my life yet because I actually have more positives than negatives in my life right now so I remind myself of them often.  I also fill myself with motivational quotes and positive words.

As my own private motivational speaker one of my favorite motivational sayings actually comes from Disney’s “Finding Nemo” (also one of my favorite movies 😉 ), “Just keep swimming.” I often find myself saying it when I’m feeling discouraged and even keep it on my homemade chalkboard by the front door so I see it every day.  IMG_7038

It’s silly but it’s one of many things that keep me going.  Below that is a little wall hanging my mom gave me for Christmas that says “Until you spread your wings you will have no idea how far you can fly”  I love that quote as well.  I’ve often thought of motivational quotes as cheesy but I know the power of words, sometimes hearing or reading the right words can make all the difference in a person’s life.

If you have any favorite motivational quotes feel free to share.  I’d love to read them.  🙂

New Haircut=New Woman

Monday was a dark day but I survived.  I didn’t respond to any texts on Monday so Tuesday when I began responding my friend asked if I was okay.  I told her I had a really bad day and shut down.  She just reminded me that she was here for me if I ever needed to talk, which I knew but I just let myself wallow in my misery when I probably would have felt better if I’d reached out to someone.  In that moment though it’s tough.

Today I went in for a haircut.  The stylist, Michael, is one of my favorite people.  He’s fabulous, funny, and a total perfectionist best of all he’s an amazing stylist. He uses organic products, which I love.  As I work on putting better foods into my body it only makes sense to look at what I’m using on my hair and body.  I’ve known him for over a year but the last time I went in was right before the store closed.

I’d talked about finding a new job and moving on by March at the latest so I was a bit embarrassed to go in and see him without any movement in my career aspirations but like a true friend he didn’t judge me.  He didn’t give me a hard time but instead gave me a hug, positive encouragement, and hope.  I told him Monday was a bad day and he said next time that happens I should come in for a shampoo, only 7$ for a bit of conversation and human contact…like I said he’s awesome.

He even gave me a free temporary color although it didn’t turn out exactly how he wanted (perfectionist) so I’m going back in tonight to get it fixed.  I can’t wait to see the final results. *Update* I like the color much better.  Here’s a before from this morning (on the right) and the final outcome from this evening (on the left)…Not the greatest pics but shows the change.  I’ll take a better pic tomorrow  IMG_6702

The haircut makes me feel like a new woman and reminds me how much the simple things can really shift your attitude. Sometimes when you start feeling bad it’s easy to start letting the little things go with your appearance especially if you’re not working.
I might go a week or more without shaving my legs.
I might not put on makeup or fix my hair all week.
I wear workout clothes…even if I’m not going to or coming back from the gym.
I wear my hair in a ponytail…all the time.


Super girly pink. My new favorite color.

It might be shallow but for me some of the girly maintenance things really help me feel better.

Yesterday I shaved my legs.  I gave myself a pedicure and manicure.

Today I put on makeup and real clothes.  I went out for a haircut then walked around downtown.

Appearance does have an impact on confidence and self-esteem.  The little things made me start to feel a bit more like myself. I am unfortunately quick to get caught up in a rut but with some helping hands and new hair I’m pulling myself out.  It’s much shorter and with more bangs so I’m going to be playing around tonight to find some styles that work to keep my hair back at the gym.

Speaking of the gym….

I’m back in the gym tomorrow before I leave for the weekend and I’m trying to get everything I can done today so I can enjoy some extra time in the gym tomorrow since I didn’t make it in today.  I should be getting in plenty of walking this weekend but I plan on really digging into my workouts for 5 days next week when I get back into town.  I’ve been 3 days this week but I really want to get back into my early bedtime, early mornings at the gym routine because that’s when I was really doing best.

I thought about skipping out of town a day early but I’ve got a list of to-do’s right down to what to pack. I’ll feel better if I spend tomorrow making sure everything is done instead of impulsively throwing everything into a bag and running out the door.  It’s tempting but I tend to be a worrier (even if I’m only gone for 3 days) so I’ll be more relaxed if I finish my list and check it twice!