Summer kisses, winter tears

It’s my favourite week of the academic year: READING WEEK! I still believe someone was thinking of me when they implemented this idea. My anxiety has subsided significantly since first semester, but the stress and pressure are still there. Nonetheless, I’m grateful for little breaks that allow me to catch up on life. Yesterday after work, I spent the entire evening doing chores like dishes, laundry, and cleaning; even did a big grocery shop. #feelsgoodman

If homemaking actually paid the bills, I would totally be a full-time, professional homemaker. I truly believe the work inside the home is just as important as work outside the home. I don’t think people realize how much valuable work goes into caring for the home, and how it can contribute to one’s well-being and happiness. Fortunately, I get a lot of help from Jon. His main responsibility is taking care of all the tech stuff like setting up the home theatre so I can watch my favourites shows. But he also does a lot of little chores like taking out the trash, emptying the dish rack, and filling the humidifier with water everyday. He’s really stepped up since I started school, which I appreciate more than roses on Valentine’s Day.

It actually feels like spring right now in Calgary, but I took the picture below a couple weeks ago when I was having a bad day and I wanted to throw in the towel. But the snow on this beautiful day reminded me that nothing is permanent, and things can always change, like seasons and situations.

C.

Ours was just a love gone wrong

It’s been kind of a rough start to a new semester. In some ways, I feel like I’m still recovering from the exhaustion of last semester and the holiday season. Plus, working a lot at both jobs in January left me with little to no energy in the evenings. But in all honesty, I’ve also been watching nonstop reruns of Sex and the City, beginning with S1 and now I’m on S4.

I’m back to bangs. I was growing it out for a long time but would always tie it back. I hate hair anywhere close to my eyes, partly because it bothers me when I read. As for the red lips and soft eye makeup, it’s a rare appearance these days as I love wearing no makeup. Mostly because I’m lazy and I like my beauty sleep. Priorities change, and dolling up for work or brunch… well… ain’t nobody got time for that.

In other news, we sold my MacBook to my dad (aka Jon’s old MacBook). I get all his hand-me-down Apple products. My dad uses the laptop to do online banking and watch YouTube videos, which only further confirms I am his daughter. Then Jon bought me a new MacBook Air. It’s seriously the perfect student computer. It’s so light that it weighs less than my human development textbook.

I pretty much like all genres of music, but I especially love anything acoustic. Thus, it’s no surprise I’ve been listening to a lot of You+Me, which resembles the Civil Wars in it’s folky and soulful melodies. My favourite song is Love Gone Wrong. Click below to listen… on repeat.

I finally got around to rewriting my “About Me” page. I tried to distill it to just describe what I’m doing and what this blog is about because who I am is simply embedded in every post of this blog. I’m pleased with the revision, and I hope you like it as well.

Anyways, I was sick over the weekend and felt totally lethargic. While I also felt guilty about not doing much school work, it felt even better to do nothing for a change. Man, I can’t remember what it was like to only work one job and have all weekend just to chill.

Alas, it’s Monday.

C.

Treat yo self


Canada Goose jacket; 7 For All Mankind jeans; Sorel boots; L.L.Bean tote bag

Can I even call myself a blogger anymore? Seriously, I suck at it. My lack of posting is nothing new, and if you had to guess the reason, yes, it’s school. The first week of January was Block Week at the University, so school didn’t officially start until last Monday. There’s no such thing as easing in, so you just hit the ground running the second classes start.

If you can believe it, I’m already behind. For some reason, I thought this semester would be slightly easier, but then I was “surprised” by all the work required for only the first week. Like reading. And more reading. And lectures. And learning exercises. And thinking. And processing. And reflecting. And writing. And MORE writing.

Basically, I had forgotten how to do school, and I think my brain blocked out the memory of how grueling last semester was. I’m afraid to even say that I think this semester will be even harder. I’m taking two courses again. Last semester, I took counselling theories and learning theories. This semester, it’s ethics and human development. There’s so much more to counselling than just listening to people talk about their problems. If only it were that easy.

Jon is back from a week long trip in Peru for Charles’ bachelor party. If you know him at all, you’d know he’s not exactly the outdoorsy type. So the fact that he survived the Inca trail to Machu Picchu is quite impressive. I’m sure he’ll write a blog post about it eventually. Now that he’s home, he’s determined to begin his new three years resolution. While I’m glad he’s home for many reasons, I’m excited to have him resume his duties of taking care of the humidifier. Priorities, you guys.

I know I didn’t follow through with a lot of my plans for the blog in December, and while my heart always longs to write for this blog, it continues to be increasingly challenging because of school. If I have a little bit of breathing room this semester, I will be sure to pop in.

C.


Picture or it didn’t happen.

Feels good, man


Joe Fresh tunic blouse; TNA leggings; Burberry folding wristlet; Nine West boots

Four months ago, it seemed like grad school would never start, and when it did, I was convinced I was going to fail. Now I’m done my first semester, and I can hardly believe it. I feel like writing an Academy Award speech, but I’ll save it for when I graduate. ;)

As if starting a new program at a new school weren’t already hard enough, looking for work and starting a new job definitely added to the stress and pressure of this first semester. How I managed to sort out my life and still get good grades is seriously a mystery to me, but I certainly couldn’t have done it alone. Jon wrote a humourous and touching blog post on what it’s been like for him with me in grad school, which you can read here. It’s an honest recap of our life over the past eight months and gives you a little bit of insight into how we’re balancing work, school, and marriage.

I meant to check-in last week, but I’ve been busy working at my evening job and catching up on home chores. I will do my best to update this blog as much as I can over the next little while, so definitely check back.

C.

Surviving life, work, school, & everything in between


(instagram.com/annawatsoncarl)

A friend I made in grad school shared something with me, and I want to share it with you guys as it perfectly describes what I’m going through right now. To give a little context to her situation, she is a wife, mother, grad student, and works full time. She is also a beautiful writer.

“When I get discouraged because the volume of work seems too much, the competing demands too many, my resources too low, I remember that this is what growing and succeeding looks like at points. It’s messy. It’s imperfect. It’s fighting through, identifying what actually needs to be done, under the pressure, with competing demands, finding and building networks, asking for help, negotiating and making compromises to creatively get to the finish line. And some days it just sucks. But in the end, it is a privilege to have such problems in the first place. And it will be over soon enough. And it will be worth it. And the first friend who points out that proper sentences don’t start with And or But are getting whip cream pies in the face.” – KN

For those in a similar boat, I hope you find comfort and encouragement in her words as I certainly did.

C.