Monday, May 6th 
This weekend was fun despite the deep, thick and misty gray clouds that filled the sky like insulation surrounding a home. It’s so hard to wake up on dark days, isn’t it? Come on out anytime, sun, we miss you dearly. Luckily, it didn’t rain on Saturday because we helped some friends move all day. I tell you, you know you have good people in your life when you leave their house after eight hours of moving and say “man, that was fun”. Perhaps it was more fun because it wasn’t our stuff we were moving, but still. Great people, great time. The weather was cool and windy, which made the moving more enjoyable as well. I’ll take cloudy and cool over hot and humid any day. Call me crazy.
But then Sunday. Oh Sunday. Adam wasn’t feeling well and I couldn’t wake up in what had become not only gray and cloudy skies, but now rainy as well. A constant stream of drizzles and downpours. Oh me oh my, this weather puts me in a semi-comatic state for the greater part of the day. Is it seriously May? We spent most of the day driving around looking at neighborhoods we’d potentially like to call “home” some day. Not sure when that will happen, but it’s always nice to dream and plan, you know? We joke that driving around Charlotte is one of my favorite past times only we’re completely serious. Put some good music on the CD player and I’m good to go.
And now today…
Still gray. Still rainy. Still dreary. But my soul is not. She’s rarin’ to go. Bring it on, week. Oh and when I say “it”, I mean the sun of course.
Friday, March 15th 
I’ve been quiet this week, yes I have. I get into these places in my head where I’m so incredibly inspired and lost in my thoughts that I have to write them, but not online. I grab my writing utensil of choice and one of my Moleskine journals(depending on the mission) and write away the moments. It’s hard to put much down online when I do that. I have to focus and can’t force myself to write much down here when these weeks happen.
To be honest, I also tend to write blog posts late at night, but this time change(be it just one measly little hour) always rocks me. I feel so drowsy all week which means I’m ready for bed at nine. That leaves no time for typing. I have to let myself rest when I just feel downright exhausted and take care of myself more. So I did that.
But alas, here I am now.
Do you blog? I think most of you do. When an evolution is coming, when you feel the direction of your blog and your voice changing and growing. Well, it throws you off a little. You feel it happening and you arrive at a crossroads of how to incorporate a new direction and new content. How to incorporate you when you feel yourself discovering who you are. At least, that’s how it is for me right now.
Do you just go for it? Do you start all over? Oh if you could just start all over. Blank slate. I would love a blank slate.
I’m just figuring it all out right now. I’m excited for new chapters and big dreams and big RISKS. Because, friends, it takes some courage and risks to accomplish big things. There’s no way around it. You have to be brave. I have to be brave and trust my instincts. So, it’s time to be brave and grow and change. It’s time.
I’m hoping to take time to figure things out this weekend and for some restorative time with Adam and pups. Wishing you the very same!
Monday, March 4th 
I know, I know I wear this jacket a lot on the blog. But considering I only post about one outfit post a week at this point, that means I only really wear it once or twice a week. So it’s not THAT bad. I mean, sort of. Anyway, you now know many different ways to style this jacket. Okay four, four ways.
Our weekend was lovely, just another one spent at home. Those just happen to be the best, I tell you. We’re fairly productive on the weekends, but still get in plenty of lazy for good measure, as is necessary for any good weekend. Saturday morning it SNOWED again. Just a bit. Big, fat wet flakes and flurries for the first few hours. So already this weekend rocked my socks off, of course. Then we took the dogs to the vet. I’m trying to make that sound exciting somehow, but It’s just not happening. Luckily it was a routine visit.
The snow on our drive over to the animal hospital made it much more enjoyable to be doing such non-enjoyable tasks. Nola was due for something and we finally transferred Penny Lane from the original animal hospital we brought her to after we adopted her. Turns out she was due for everything, so just as we were about to leave they flagged us to come back in for an appointment. That poor girl got the works. We now know that she is way stronger than you think and will not let you spray anything up her nose. Never again. Our dogs are now up-to-date and our wallets a bit lighter. Such is life and puppies.
That night we ordered Thai takeout and watched Brave. I just had to make note of that because Thai takeout is a rarity these days. I honestly believe I could eat pad thai everyday and be completely happy about the whole thing. Noted.
Sunday we went to church as usual and heard one of my favorite sermons yet. I’ll definitely share the link once it’s up and ready. We went to Trader Joe’s where we shopped with what seemed like hundreds of people crammed into one tiny store. It’s a general rule that you stay away from TJ’s on the weekend, but we break that rule on occasion and pay dearly for it. Later on we took the dogs on a long walk where my hands very quickly turned to ice. I seem to underestimate my threshold for cold-induced pain. In other words, I’m a wimp. Then we ate bread, cheese and other such snacky things for dinner and watched many an episode of Burn Notice, as per usual. Because that’s what weekends are for.
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Friday, March 1st 
When it snowed a few weeks ago.
I’m having a much better day today than yesterday, oh yes I am. I could kiss this day! March 1st, I LOVE you! We have entered into March and I have so many things to look forward to. Like spring and sunshine, for one. Oh and my birthday in a few weeks! Not that I ever do a whole lot for it since I swear it always sneaks up on me, but I do love that day.
So like I said, I’m feeling so much better. I’m realizing more and more how much of a choice happiness is. I know some people suffer from depression and that it’s not really a choice for them, I get that. But for most of us, happiness is just a matter of rearranging our thoughts and throwing out the bad ones. Getting rid of the clutter. The stuff that isn’t serving us or giving us energy. It’s tough to do, really tough. I get so tired of fighting for joy some days, that I give up and let myself wallow because that’s just so much easier to do. Then I have this moment of clarity and start to snap out of it.
I’m still snapping out of it right now. The truth of it is, being sad isn’t helpful to anyone. I’m not less of a failure by dwelling on my failures and feeling even more like a failure. I’m a success if I learn from those mistakes, stand up, brush myself off and choose happiness despite my surroundings and circumstances. So that’s what I’m doing.
I mean, it’s Friday. How bad could this day be? It’s like it knew I needed it and showed up in the nick of time.
A life saver, that Friday.
Friday, February 8th 
I was having an off evening yesterday, so Adam suggested we head out to fro-yo and really who am I to say no to fro-yo? Okay so it was probably the coldest night in a couple weeks and raining, but that’s not enough to keep me away from the good stuff. I actually forgot to bring my phone and my camera was in the car so there’s no documentation, but it most definitely happened.
(Not so) fun fact: I’m a really fast eater, so I scarfed down my entire bowl of frozen yogurt in about two minutes and sat shivering while Adam finished his. Quite the sight, but so worth it.
On our way home we realized we needed eggs for breakfast, but it was so cold and I hadn’t yet recovered from the post-frozen-dairy-eating consequence that was the incessant shivering. Adam graciously offered to run into the store and I sat in the car for ten whole minutes without my iPhone. TEN. Gasp! What is a girl to do to keep herself entertained with no PHONE? I mean really, how did we used to wait in the car for more than a minute before smart phones?
Luckily, I noticed my camera in the backseat and took incredibly random photos of the cold rain, my rain boots, and things around the car. My ten minutes was slightly more productive than if I’d had my phone, but I won’t be leaving that home again. No sirree. Productivity is for chumps.
On that incredibly random note, HAPPY WEEKEND! So happy it’s Friday. I see the cleaning, organizing, selling, donating(and hopefully lots of trashing) of things in my future. Yep, I’m planning on being a chump. I’m just so ready to finish decluttering this house!
Anyone else have any fun plans?
Hopefully you do and hopefully they’re more fun than mine.
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hello there. i'm kathryn, but you can call me katy. i live in north carolina with my husband and two pups. this is my place to share my life with you, a journal of sorts. it's also a place for me to share what inspires me, my personal style and my love for music. thank you for visiting.
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