I am jealous of myself... I wish my life was as good as it appears on Instagram. I feel like my life consists of nursing my hangovers, pulling myself together, and politely getting out of plans! I remember I used to stare at my phone, waiting for someone to call or text to go out, or go to dinner, or do anything... a watched pot never boils. Now my phone is the bane of my existence. The fucking thing never stops! All day/all night my phone is buzzing, beeping, alerting! My e-mails are endless, text messages beyond, and (god forbid) phone ringing off the hook...(Side note: I hate talking on the phone; I find it so evasive). I try to live in the present, so I am actively aware how pathetic and millennial I look [that I am] so consumed by my phone. ...But these days, it's crucial to running a business. -And as important as my “this” is to me, my family take precedence ...I am so excited to get out of town! I am heading to Minnesota for Thanksgiving. I am going to spend some much needed family time eating, resting, and breathing clean air. -With spotty cell reception, 🙏 to which I am thankful!
