I went in for lash glue.

$75

later...

Truth.

Bark Box Unboxing!!

Pups' first Bark Box! I had wanted to subscribe for so long, but subscription services weird me out a bit and I worried it would end up costing a lot of money.

Last month, however, I found a coupon code and thought I'd give it a go for three months. Here's what they got in the first box:

They love the bananas and the monkey butt (seriously, bark box?! 😉). I havent opened the rabbit jerky yet, but judging by the way they were sniffing the bag it's going to be awesome. 

I'm so happy with the products I'm thinking about extending the service!

Why have I never used neon polish before now?

I usually am a red or greige girl. I bought this at Rite-Aid just for fun. Phenomenal color, but the brush is too small. It also dries to a matte finish, so a topcoat is needed.

What did we do before Home Goods?

My most recent Home Goods haul, with a little help from the pups...

You're not going that way.

Eyes up, face forward :)

UGH.

I wanted to cry when I read this. I've been working 19 hour days so this doesn't apply to my life right now, but still. I could do more.

It's only now that I'm really starting to see that this takes just as much energy as worrying.

Love this!

HELP

What do you guys do when you're forced to work alongside a uber-negative person? I'm currently forced to and could be handling it better.

 One of the people on my current project struts around the office always saying how hard he's working (when he's actually watching football or something on the internet) and is just a constant stream of complaints - everything from "I don't sleep well..." to "My sister thinks I'm too sensitive." And yes, this is a grown man whom I've only known for about six weeks. I don't want to know those things!

I've tried my best to limit our interactions, but reached my breaking point today when his whining impeded me from doing my job. I yelled. LOUDLY. I felt terrible about losing my temper but I just couldn't take it anymore. I felt like I was reprimanding a three-year old. I was so embarrassed other people were around but couldn't bring myself to apologize.

Should I say sorry for raising my voice? I refuse to apologize for the actual words because he was really screwing my stuff up and put me about an hour off schedule.

What to do?

One of my friends reposted this on Facebook.

It's harsh, but really true.

It applies to life in general as well,doesn't   it? You can't cheat the grind. You either put in the work or you don't. Granted, the only one who really knows is you, but why waste time lying to yourself?

Conscious.

I have a huge girl crush on Carole Radziwill and loved this quote of hers I found on Pinterest. I wish I could express this feeling in just as poetic of a way. I don't, for sure...

My only childhood memories of my dad are the hole that his death left in my life. However, It wasn't until I turned 30 (the age my mom was when he died) that I gained newfound appreciation for how truly difficult things must have been for her. Before then, I only thought about the loss to me and our family as a whole. 

It made me realize how much even the smallest of things - like a hug or kiss goodbye - matter, whether we like it or not. The things we do and those we choose not to do change the course of our lives and we have to be present in those moments of decision, even if they might be difficult or painful. Everything counts.