Finally, a moment.

My big news was that I'm off for 5 weeks, via FMLA.


It's time for some ME time, motherfuckers.


It's now the 2nd day into my 2nd week off.
Last week was filled with road trips and retail therapy.
There were lots of naps. 
And foodie stuff/baking. [I dig it.]


AND, no matter what I make or bake, whether it is horribly inedible or incredibly delicious, Chops will try it.
Recently there have been a few wins (smashed sweet potatoes, cinnamon swirl banana bread!) but the losses, they are BAD.  
And he tries it every time.  So do I.  But he doesn't have to!




Surprisingly, besides the never-ending divorce and personal financial failure/my life is settling down, I've discovered that work really is a big stressor.  I always KNEW it was, but I had scientific proof.
The other day I checked my work email (75 in one week - that's not so bad, right?) only to find out it's a mess in there.  I instantly got panicky.  Ignoring it means it'll be a huge clusterfuck when I get back.  Dealing with it now completely defeats the whole purpose of my time off.


So I'm worrying, after an attempt to fix the issues, but only slightly - it's on the back burner.
I have a LOT of burners. 




I roadtripped to Kingston, PA which is right near Wilkes-Barre with Chops.  A customer of his was getting married and wanted to get all his groomsmen (and Dads and friends) some hot lather, straight razor shaves/proper cuts.  I took photos (and have yet to edit them!) for Chops, the couple and myself, as well as played Towel Girl/Assistant.  We were outside for 5.5 hours sitting in a garden... it was pretty rad.


I am trying to savor every moment.
It's hard - the days go by fast.
I got most of everything off my To Do list.
I think I'm sort of... relaxing?
And doing things I want to do.
PS: I feel super guilty for being off.




And I'm processing everything that's happened in the last year.
Definitely starting an anonymous blog to get that out of me.


The only way I can 'get over' things is to write them out and make them tangible.  






Later...
- Haters Gonna Hate (or 'my boss is trying to get me fired while I'm not there')
- Photos of the shave party & my baking wins and fails