|December 8, 2014||Filled under City Living, Living the Dream|
A friend once told me that once you start making plans with people, it’s amazing how quickly your schedule fills up. I never quite knew what she meant until very recently when instead of saying “maybe” when people ask me to do things, I started saying “yes!” Now, m y next few weeks are crazy booked with activities. Even on nights when I don’t have anything to do, I’m being spontaneous and making same-day plans.
Now I’m realizing exactly how much I’ve been missing out over the past few months trying to keep my schedule open just in case one specific person wanted to hang out. I was turning down the opportunity to live an exciting, social lifestyle without even realizing it!
They say our 20s are for making mistakes and learning lessons, and that I did. Now I know that I have to say yes to new activities with new friends, that I should plan activities in advance and say yes to last-minute things when I don’t have anything else on my plate. Exhausting? Yes, but also very, very worth it.
What’s more, something another friend taught me was that so many things can be crammed into one day. You can almost always find time for a quick run, a shower, or whatever else you have to get done before a night out. Chores shouldn’t take up a whole day or night. Scatter then about and get them done – but don’t let them determine your schedule (unless you need a night off – then they make for a great excuse to hermit.)
Of course, I need more sleep that some people to be a sparkly human in the morning so I’m not about to make a habit of staying out past midnight during the week, but I’d like to think I’m still young enough to stay out past my usual 10pm bedtime. I’d choose a crazy fun night over a routine evening any way, even if the following day is a struggle. We regret the experiences we miss out on, not the ones we have.
That being said, still not psyched about an 8pm date on a Monday night. (And judging by the text responses I’m getting, I think the guy is regretting this scheduling choice too. hah!) At least it still leaves me time for the gym!
This is my life now. No complaints.
|December 5, 2014||Filled under Caffeine Roundup|
|December 4, 2014||Filled under City Living, Living the Dream|
I’ve been wracking my brain over why the idea of dating causes me so much anxiety. What is dating really? Meeting new people, having interesting discussions (hopefully) and trying out some new bars and activities around town…what’s not to like?
But still, just scheduling a date causes me anxiety. No, not the good kind where you get all fluttery and excited and can’t decide what to wear, the kind where I want to lock myself in my closet with a stuffed animal and a flashlight, and forget the outside world exists.
Why? Here are three things about dating that seriously freak me out:
- General logistics. How am I getting there? What time is it at? Will I have time after work or do I have to go straight there? Will there be a place to put my bike? Is it weird if I show up with my backpack and helmet? Will it mess up my hair? What cute outfit can I wear if I ride my bike? Is it too far to walk if it rains? How long does it take to transfer on the metro if I have to take that? Someone please get me out of my own head.
- The possibility of something dangerous happening. Roofies. Getting walked out on. Getting stood up. Roofies. Etc. I know this is statistically unlikely, but it still freaks me out. Luckily, this is the easiest one for me to silence in my head because as long as I’m aware, buy my own drinks and know what my options are for getting home, I can take of myself. And I have plenty of friends to call to meet me at the bar if I get stood up. Plus, fun story for the blog, right?
- More of my first dates have ended up as relationships than not. I know it’s silly, but I get really nervous about dating because with my track record, when I go out with a guy, chances are we’re going to be in an exclusive relationship within the month. It puts way too much pressure on things. I end up looking at dates not as a fun outing with a new person, but as the start to something long term. I’m asking myself if I want to get involved even before I’ve met the person. This doesn’t bode well for either of us.
If I could change anything about myself, it would be the pressure and stress I put on things that don’t need them. I recognize the ridiculousness of all of my worries above, and I’d actively like to change them! And I’m trying, I really am.
So if anyone who is breaking back into dating (or still getting used to the idea), I’m right there with you in terms of stupid concerns or worries. But I’m just trying to take a deep breath, trust my ability to take care of myself, and experience new things. Some might be duds. Some might be great. Some might like me when I don’t like them. And some might not like me when I’m heads over heels for them. (I’ve already mastered that last one.)
Regardless, it’s an experience everyone has to have at some point and I’m just as lost and confused about it as the rest of you (I hope).
|December 2, 2014||Filled under City Living, Living the Dream|
I’m starting to realize what an awful fuddy duddy I am. Here I was, about to write this whole long ranting post about how 8pm is just too late for a date to start, only to realize how ridiculous I was being.
I mean really, at my youthful age, 8pm should not be considered “late” or an unreasonable time for a date! Heck, it’s probably the most classic time for dates to begin in all of pop culture!
It’s ridiculous how one moment I’m talking about how I can be any kind of person I want to be and the next I’m feeling cranky that a social activity is interrupting my life schedule. Just because it isn’t a block away from my office where I can head over straight from work doesn’t mean I shouldn’t go. And just because I might have to go to my house, get ready and then leave again, doesn’t mean I shouldn’t go! These things should not be causing a bump in my happiness; they should be contributing to it.
This is probably another good example of how inflexibility leads to anxiety. I like things a certain way. When things don’t fit in my perfect little schedule or require any amount of extra effort on my end, I get cranky. And yet, for some people, I’ll bend over backwards to accommodate them and make it work. I guess that’s normal – we make time for the people we really want to see.
Maybe being frustrated about 8pm being too late says more about my enthusiasm than it does about my personality?
Either way, I think I need to go look in a mirror and tell myself some hard truths.
|December 1, 2014||Filled under City Living, Living the Dream|
I had a striking realization while reading the introduction to The Best American Travel Writing (2000) in that I realized that who I am and how I am now does not have to be who I am and how I will be for the rest of my life. We, as humans, are incredibly malleable in that we can change and grow with every event in our lives — if we choose to let it happen.
A friend once told me that they were shy going up and that upon returning from their very first international voyage in middle school as part of a class trip, they were completely changed. Once shy, they became vibrant and friendly. Granted, anyone at the age of 13 is impressionable and smack dab in their formattable years for change.
At 25, am I capable of similar change? Will pushing myself out of my comfort zone and into new experiences (like Bali) make me less anxious, more daring and possibly less shy? Or am I beyond my years of change?
I wondered this quite a bit the last month or so, but why do I have to stay the same? I want to be less anxious. I want to be more daring and interesting. I want to feel comfortable talking to people I don’t know and jumping into new experiences without the sobbing and heart palpitations I currently get (even before booking a ticket to see an amazing country with friends.)
I refuse to accept that, at 25, I’m already who I will be forever, or that I missed that crucial moment at age 13 when I should have taken a trip to Australia with my class so that I could come back a changed person.
I also refuse to accept that I need a trip around the world in order to change (but I’m sure it will help!)
I’m certain that changing and growing and improving oneself is a daily process and what we do each day is what will eventually make up our lives — so why can’t we choose exactly who we want to be?
Screw giving all the power to the people we think we are. Here’s to becoming the people we want to be!
|November 18, 2014||Filled under Uncategorized|
Today has been a day. Last night I finally called it quits on something I should have ended months ago, so of course I have been feeling less than human today. Thank goodness for amazing coworkers and friends who have been feeding me enough fancy coffee and ego-boosting compliments to make today bearable.
Also, the amount of hilarious Tindering my coworker and I have been doing in our down time today has been epic. It’s not even 3pm and my phone battery is at 33%. That’s the thing about Tinder: it’s a black hole of judgement and awful pickup lines. Somehow it makes me hate everyone in DC all at once. Yet, it’s so darn entertaining at the same time. Especially when I find my friends, because then that shit is hilarious.
But yeah, it has been a day. And honestly, I think the next few days will be days too. At least when it comes to emotional pain, we always grow. It may take time, but we always grow.
Now for some Rom Com movie watching, ice cream eating, book reading, nail painting, and wine drinking. So very, very much wine drinking.
I just want to drink fancy cocktails and make really catty comments about the other people at the bar. This is how I wish to grieve.
— Kristen (@KayEeeGee) November 18, 2014
|November 17, 2014||Filled under Uncategorized|
How do you update your blog when you have a million things to talk about and don’t know where to start?
It’s been quite an interesting past few weeks. Here’s a quick snapshot:
- I’m going to Bali, Indonesia in January! This is probably the biggest news. Something about spur of the moment trips in January – I guess it’s my thing now? Totally fine with that. I could not be more excited!
- Someone important to me left this month. It’s absolutely breaking my heart and I’m still trying to sort out all of my feelings. Been reading a lot of TinyBuddha articles in a feeble attempt to cope. It’s marginally helping.
- I joined a gym. It’s awesome so far and I love being able to take classes and work out. It’s also helping with the attempted coping that I mentioned above.
- Saw Interstellar last week. Seriously, go see it. It was AWESOME! Especially if you can see it in Imax at the Smithsonian Air and Space museum. Space on space on space!
- I’m traveling to Orlando for work this week, because I’m quite the fancy person now. It will probably be my last work trip until April, which is fine because it’s like 20 degrees here in DC this week so I don’t mind heading south for a few days to warm up.
- I’ve been meal planning like a mofo. Which means lots of savings $$ (that I’ve in turn been spending on happy hours instead) and food pictures to share.
So now that’s all out of the way, I’ll try to keep up with the exciting events in my life (ha!). Don’t worry, I’ll post some pictures from Orlando to make you all jealous on Wednesday
|October 20, 2014||Filled under Working|
I’ve had three “big girl” jobs since finishing grad school and each one has provided plenty of new and valuable learning experiences. Aside from learning my industry and specific job-related skills, my greatest takeaways from these positions have been less content-focused and more about growing as a person. There is something to be said for still being entry-level, even with 3-5 years of experience under your belt.
I look back at the employee I was a year or two ago and I’m not super pleased with myself. I was too fast, mistake-prone, easily offended and stubborn. I couldn’t understand why no one would listen to my ideas or if they did listen, why they would then take them and change them. And I couldn’t understand why people didn’t value what I had to say.
I recognize that as “the new guy,” my main job for the first few months at these jobs was to learn. But a year into both, I still felt undervalued (by some, not all). Maybe it was the environments at these jobs that I was working in or maybe it was my own lack of confidence. Or maybe it was the combination of the two feeding each other. Regardless, the change I see in myself now is incredible. This new job has either come at a time when I’ve finally figured myself out as an employee or finally provided the environment I need to grow into the employee I want to be. Honestly, it’s probably both.
The biggest thing I’ve noticed is that I’m not second guessing throwing my thoughts and opinions in the ring. I feel respected, or at least acknowledged, for my specialty and experience that I bring to the table. People expect me to chime in – and I actually do!
A year ago, I never would have felt comfortable sending an email out questioning the grammar on our materials. They were the higher-ups and if they didn’t see it, maybe I was wrong…so I just kept quiet. I wasn’t putting my ideas out there. I was just the behind-the-scenes hamster spinning the wheels and to do exactly as I was told–no more, no less. Now I realize how ridiculous I was being.
People hire you to a job not just for your skills, but for your ideas. You have to speak up in the workplace. And you have to work in a place where you feel comfortable doing so. In previous jobs, I kept quiet because I was too intimidated to join the conversation. Now I think I feel more comfortable and I’ve started to join in.
What I’m saying is this: don’t just be a worker bee getting things done quietly. Have ideas. Be creative. Bring something to the table. Otherwise, you’ll never get promoted to head worker bee, or eventually, queen.
|October 16, 2014||Filled under Living the Dream, Rant|
I am constantly reading these articles and I feel like I’m always think the same thing as I scroll through, looking for the bold words that the author has arbitrarily identified as the points of the article.
I’m always thinking, “this doesn’t apply to me.”
I feel like I deal with my negative thoughts and my bad moods just fine. Or at least, right now I’m fine so that particular article isn’t relevant to me. And it struck me today while I was going through Tiny Buddha’s list of top 100 articles that telling myself that these articles are irrelevant to me and my situation is completely defeating their purpose.
No one wrote these articles with me in mind. They wrote them probably with themselves in mind, or someone close to them, or for some imaginary person that they base all of their articles on.
Reading these articles is about finding something you can take away and use in your own life. Finding every reason why they don’t apply perfectly to your situation isn’t helping your and it’s defeating the purpose of trying to improve yourself in the first place. It’s about finding from these articles what YOU can use. And it’s about not fighting back against the idea that you might need to change.
Heck, I WANT to change, improve and grow, and I still find myself fighting back.
It makes sense that we want to fight the idea of change, even if we want to be better people. But I think being aware of it is the first step in letting something new into our lives.
No matter how often I say I want to meet new people and make more friends, I’ve been resistant to really getting close to people. Part of it might be habit or fear, but it’s important to recognize this feeling and push past it.
I’ll never – we’ll never – get better if we don’t.
|October 9, 2014||Filled under Fooding|
Okay, this is a long one! I’ve been trying out a bunch of fun recipes lately and I’ve definitely found some keepers to throw into the weekly rotation!
I think my biggest challenge to take on when it comes to food is portion size. I either make too much food and never finish the leftovers (if they aren’t *quite enough* for lunch), or the food tastes so good that I just keep going back for more. I’m doing by best to eat as frugally as possible and multiple servings in one sitting (when I really don’t need another helping) is definitely not frugal. But it just tastes so good! Gah! The struggle is real.
I was feeling fancy one weekend so I made sweet crepes for my guests! Big hit. Recipe here.
And it’s that time of year again when I start to whip out my favorite hearty breakfasts at work! This is especially nice now since I’m biking to work and it jump starts my metabolism. I’m starving by the time I get in! Savory oatmeal really does the trick — no seriously, try it!
1/2 c oatmeal
Salt & Pepper
Lunch & Dinner
Roasted zucchini, corn and black bean tacos! YUM! Recipe here.
Curried Beef and potatoes! (except I used turkey! :] ) Recipe here.
This was a kitchen sink recipe…whatever I had in my fridge/cupboard! Quinoa, peas, tomatoes, kidney beans, sausage..it wasn’t half bad! (but a little over-salted…oops)
See what I mean about serving size?! I need smaller plates. Tilapia with rice and beans and a side salad. I was sooo full, but soooo happy.
Just for Fun
This is some DELICIOUS real Indian food that I had delivered from the most magical new place that opened up two blocks from my house. Could not be more excited about this. The only problem is there’s $25 delivery minimum and I feel like a fatty when I order $30 worth of Indian food for myself… oops. #sorrynotsorry
Also, my new favorite dessert is grilled peaches and ice cream! Can it please be summer forever?