HappyDayFriDay!

It's Friday! This was one of those weird weeks that felt super long and super short all at once. I somehow can't believe it's Friday, and yet can't believe the events that took place Monday were this week.

It was an extra special week because Jordan took a long layover en route to Charlotte Tuesday night. I've always loved sharing our birthday, and was extra, extra happy to get to celebrate our 25.5 together, too. We went for a walk in Piedmont Park and had a great dinner at Murphy's. I just love her :)

The week was also marked by two other great smevents (small, but important events), including Ashley designing my new blog header. Is it bragging to say it's beautiful since it's on my blog? I'm not sure. But either way, I think she did a wonderful job!

Also, I did the.best.spinning.class.ever. I spent the entire 60 minutes dying, and yet wishing it would never end. It took spinning to a whole new level and I cannot wait to go back.

I hope your week was made of great events, too. Big or small!

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are ya bizzy?

"It's not enough to be busy; so are the ants. The question is: what are we busy about?" Henry David Thoreau

It's no secret that I love being busy. Not only do I thrive and am more productive when my schedule is packed, but it's also an addictive form of validation for me. It is fulfilling (#thetruthhurts).

This year, I vowed to slow down (via my New Year's resolutions). I would say, other than for about one week in January, I have done a bad-to-very-bad job of it.

It's.So.Hard.

But I recently read a WSJ article that got me thinking about all of this busyness. The author said that, in reality, we are all busy, but we make time for that which is a priority. If we want to fit something in, we'll find a way. With that mentality, she challenged readers to replace "I'm too busy to do XXX" with "that is not a priority for me," and to see how it changed it.

I don't have time to work out = working out is not a priority

I don't have time to go to bed earlier = sleep is not a priority.

I don't have time to help with your charity = your charity is not a priority.

It changes it, right? Sure makes you think twice before saying no.

Granted, it's kind of the opposite mentality I need to take on, seeing as at the root of my busy-problemo is a difficulty with saying no. But, it's still an interesting theory that makes you evaluate how you spend your time.

Okee. That's all for this Thursday. Back to regularly scheduled programming tomorrow.

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it's the climb...

Lately, Katie and I have been space cadetting out a little bit.

Exhibit A: We had people over before the fest last weekend, and midway through noticed that the house smelled a little tinsy bit like gas. We're still not sure how the stove got on, but we are sure that neither of us knew it. This also may or may not have been the third time the stove has left itself on.

Fast forward to a few short hours later and we discovered that we'd somehow locked ourselves out of our little home. Those keys walked themselves into that lock, I tell ya.

Sunday afternoon, when we still hadn't heard back from our neighbor re: our spare key, we had to get creative. I remembered that fortunately, I hadn't locked the window, and we'd left a spare on the window sill. With just a little pushing and climbing, we retrieved it.

Phewf!

Oh, and any bad guys reading my blog: we locked the window and moved the key so don't eeeven try this trick.