After Labor Day there is always a huge switch to fall. I love cozy clothes, cute booties, and scarves around every neck as much as the next girl, but is it so bad to admit that I am NOT looking forward to the cold?
Don’t get me wrong, autumn weather is great. The air is crisp and clean, the great outdoors resembles that of a painting, and even the smell of fall is amazing. But to me, fall also represents the start of winter. Plants are dying, the temperature is dropping, and I start to go into hibernation mode.
But not this year.
Dean and I will take on a new life journey in southern Florida as of next month. In fact, today is my last day at my current job. While this change is a little scary and a little sad, it’s also really exciting! No more travel seasons. No more snow. No more negative temperatures. Allegra is going to get to enjoy the dog park all winter long and we may or may not start living right on the beach (if I’m lucky).
So I’m sorry if I’ve seemed a little distracted but the truth is that I have been a little distracted. I’ll be spending the next two weeks packing up my life and moving it somewhere new and it’s possible that this will cause a little break for WLB. I hope you can understand….This year fall isn’t bringing us colder temperatures, it’s bringing a fresh start.
13 years ago I was old enough to feel, see, and understand the terror around me, but still too young to help. With this date and these feelings forever ingrained in my heart, it’s still hard for me to comprehend that other people go through September 11th like it’s just another day. I don’t even like scheduling meetings or appointments for 9/11 because it means I have to say the date out loud as if it’s not different. It will forever be different.
I’m grateful that my job has allowed me the privilege of being in NY on 9/11 for the last 5 years. Growing up so close to the NYC, I feel this pride for the hope that was built around something so incredibly hard.
I have nothing but gratitude to those who selflessly moved towards the scene instead of away and I continue to hold great hope for everything that lays ahead.
What words have shaped your life? Maybe they came in the form of great advice from a friend or family member. Maybe they came from a book, a movie, or a play. Maybe it’s something you overheard at just the right time in life. I was thinking about this the other day and here are the top 3 moments that have shaped the way I think.
Education is never a waste.
This is something that my dad always says. I can think of many times in college when I called my dad angry or ready to give up. I wanted to drop a class, change a major or just give a professor a piece of my mind because I felt like I was just wasting my time with certain classes. My dad would always remind me that learning is never a waste. Every credit stands for hard work and gained knowledge. It doesn’t matter what I end up doing in my future jobs, as long as I’m always open to learning something new.
We’re all human.
I’m not even sure who said this to me first, but it’s something I think about a lot. I’ve always been really friendly, but for some reason I really hated putting myself on the spot. I didn’t want to raise my hand in class or call to order a pizza because it meant there was a chance I could say something dumb to someone who then might judge me. I overheard a lighthearted conversation one day where people were talking about who might be the person on the other end of a customer service-type call and their friend answered “it could be anyone. It’s just another person.” This was a huge reminder to me that we’re all human. Anyone could be answering the phone. Heck, I could be answering the phone! I think about this now anytime I’m nervous for an interaction. If I’m nervous to ask a question, guess an answer, or even go to a job interview, I remind myself that I’m just talking to another human. As long as I’m genuine and I explain myself, we’re all on equal ground.
This one is more of a moment than a particular word or statement.
When I was a kid I was a little smarty-pants in school. I put a lot of pressure on myself to do well and I would be really upset when I didn’t do well. In middle school I got my first 80 on a test and I was MAD. I couldn’t stop talking about it! After jabbering on and on for way too long, my friend Melissa finally said “Jenn, do you think I’m dumb?” “No,” I answered. “Well, I didn’t hit an 80 on my test. You should really think about who you’re talking to about this stuff because you’re making me feel pretty bad.”
Like a knife to the heart, guys. This is never the kind of person I wanted to be. From then on I kept grades and things close to the heart. There’s no reason to brag when something is going well and there’s definitely no reason to cause a scene when something doesn’t go your way. Be aware of your surroundings and keep somethings to yourself.
What words have shaped you? Leave your stories in the comments, tweet them at me, or leave them on facebook and I’ll add them here!
I’ve been feeling a serious lack of motivation lately. Work has been a little crazy, free time has been pretty busy, and in turn I’ve noticed myself falling into a funk. For example, I haven’t really been exercising, but I have been eating a lot of bad food. Another example? I’ve been watching a lot of TV shows, but I haven’t really been doing laundry. My water intake has gone down, my blogging ideas are slacking and my energy is at an all-time-low. I think it’s time I regroup.
With this in mind, I’m hoping to make a little change. In the coming weeks I’ll be posting here a little less often. My compromise is that I’ll be drinking more water, going for runs, and tweeting with you a healthy amount. How does this sound?
I feel like I should be doing other things, too. What is your best tip for motivation/stress relief?