Typically, Thursdays are for throwing it back to something that was posted on the blog, I’ve taken us back to some of my very early posts from four years ago, I’ve kept us in the same month a couple of times, but today I was at a loss. Today, a blog post came up in my Timehop, it was three years ago today that I posted 20 Questions: Sisterly Love. I had thought that I would do a series on the blog where I asked the people in my life the same 20 questions, this was the only piece in the series.
When scrolling through my posts to take me back three years to find 20 Questions, I passed My People. I stopped and smiled. Through a rough couple of weeks those same two people have been the individuals I have turned to in an effort to remain grounded in positivity. They continue to be a pillar of support in my daily life.
It occurred to me yesterday that I cannot remember my first interactions with either of “my people”. I don’t remember how they went from people at work to people that I recognized as someone I could talk to and have a relationship with, but I can’t imagine my life without them. Either of them.
To keep my gratitude for them alive, I’m throwing it back to June for Throwback Thursday today with My People. I may even resurrect The Kindness Challenge to keep me rooted in my gratitude and kindness during this time when I seem to be rooted in frustration and exhaustion.
Here’s to my people – they are simply the best!
I don’t want to adult today. I’m just not excited about doing anything other than laying on my couch, watching television with my dog. I wasn’t even going to post today, and quite possibly not tomorrow either. I just didn’t care. As I hesitantly started getting ready for work, late of course, I was reminded of a post I wrote about adulting earlier this year.
So, since I’m not very interested in adulting today, it only makes sense that I throw it back to February and Why Sometimes You Have to Add Hot Chocolate to Your Coffee.
Feel free to wallow in your lack of desire to adult with me today!
I have been writing, in some form, for most of my life. Whether it be in an actual notebook or out in cyberspace, I have always found comfort in taking thoughts and putting them into place on a page. Until recently, I haven’t used any particular method with much consistency. I have countless half filled notebooks that were to serve as daily journals, and spent four years sporadically writing on this blog. Since I have taken the time to make writing a daily part of my life I have felt so much more connected to the world and as if I have this creative outlet, just for me. I can’t lie, seeing the readership and community around The Corner Office increase has be so incredibly amazing. On a daily basis I am shocked by the number of people reading, liking, commenting, and sharing. It’s rather humbling.
Three years ago, when I transitioned the blog “Still Standing” to “The Corner Office” I had no idea where it would take me. I was inspired by my little office space that I created in our new home. It was the first time since I had left my parents house that I had a space to call my own. I felt so grown up. Around the same time as our move, I received a promotion at work and with that came my own office. I now had two spaces that were mine to create in, to think, be productive, and keep moving forward. It seemed only natural that my online creative space mirrored the now two spaces that I got to call my own.
We are throwing it back to August of 2013 today, almost 3 years later, to the post where I introduced everyone to The Corner Office.
Today, as I sit here, half awake, sipping my coffee and watching my usual morning news I am filled with anticipation for what has become one of my favorite events of the year.
It’s Girls Weekend!
One weekend, every year, women with suitcases full of crazy supplies, travel toward northern Michigan to spend four days laughing, catching up, being crazy, and relaxing. It is usually the only time of the year that we are all together. We plan for months to celebrate our relationships with each other, it is an import part of our lives.
For this year, in particular, I am in desperate need of this weekend, to spend time with some of my absolute favorite people and let them build me up again. In about four hours I will be getting in the car, driving the four blocks to pick up my mother and we will be hitting the road for our restorative four days in the woods.
So, in honor of my morning of anticipation and packing, let’s throw it back today to TWO posts on previous Girls Weekends. Last year’s post The Parade and 2014’s Hazy, Crazy, Lazy Days of Summer.
Alert the authorities, the ladies are on their way!