Life seems to be whizzing by these days. Things at work are challenging, fast paced, and wonderful. Matt is working hard at his Georgetown classes and simultaneously being the president of his own company. We are still figuring out the whole work/life balance thing. One day at a time, right?
While I still try to figure out time to write more blog posts, here are some photos from life recently. (I’ll have more photos from y first roll of film coming soon!)
As women, we want to do it all. Clean the house, grocery shop, do the laundry, have a successful career, maintain a social life, take care of the dog, take time for ourselves, take time for our husbands, all the while maintaining a “perky” and “can do” attitude so as not to come off as a royal Witch.
Couple feeling like I alone have to do all of these things with a sometimes intense type-A personality, having it all or (attempting) to do it all is exhausting. But, I’m learning, it really doesn’t have to be this way.
I don’t have to do it all. And you don’t either.
Whether you have a husband, a best friend, a roommate, or a friendly neighbor, you can ask for help.
I know it sounds obvious but honestly, I’m really just starting to figure this out. I’m away from my home five days a week for about ten hours a day including my commute. This doesn’t leave a whole lot of time during the week to grocery shop, clean, cook, etc., etc. To think I have to do all that stuff on my own and keep a full time job is insane.
I don’t like to ask for help. I like to just do everything myself. And that’s stupid. I have a wonderful husband who is happy to help. All I have to do is ask. That’s it! And sure there are some days I feel guilty that we don’t have a home cooked meal on the table by 7pm (or at all), dirty laundry is exploding out of the hamper, and the refrigerator hasn’t been cleaned out in a month. But that’s okay. I don’t have to do everything. I have help. We have help. It will get done. All we have to do is ask for a little help.
After a grueling few months for Matt and I, we jetted off for a long Easter weekend to Bermuda. It’s only an hour and half flight from New York!
Everything was lovely. The weather, the people, the food, the BEACH! We didn’t realize how much we missed the ocean until we spent the day reading and catching some vitamin D on a (pink) sandy beach. The island itself — in style and architecture — was a cross between colonial Williamsburg and Hawaii.
While we were only there three days, we definitely plan to go back and explore this beautiful island.