*Moody music provided by Youtube*
Now you're ready!
So about two years ago I was discovering that my favorite drink is by far a Mojito whilst traipsing through the late-night streets of Barcelona eating tapas and drinking sangria until one waiter got my order all ...
... until I realized it was the best mistake ever made...
...and slowly came to terms with the fact that I had wasted so many drinking years not knowing about the Mojito's undeniable tastiness.
That's like 7 years Mojito-less.
A travesty and a true blemish in my life story.
I've been making up for it, no worries.
Then
About a year ago I was being driven in a boat through the canals of Amsterdam by a co-worker
honestly living my best life
and yes, you read that right...
that's my co-worker driving the boat
down the narrow canals
with the captain overlooking
veering under these arches, no less
with the gracefulness of a person who has never driven a boat before
Jk, she was a pro
jk
Annnnnd
then there's this year.
This year I am on my couch.
Wrapped in an old blanket from Targét, with holes from my cat's claws in it
watching the Kardashians vacation somewhere I've never been,
not enjoying any minute of it.
I am on this couch for many reasons; the main reason being:
More broke than usual
Why?
Well, my most recent cause of poverty is because a tornado touched down in the area I live recently
and brought down a tree.
Underneath the tree was my baby, Seth
(my car, not a child, but loved like one)
So now I must replace Seth.
Which requires cash money.
So here I sit.
One of my other amazing co-workers is currently in Amsterdam / Bruges, living the life this year for me. And as I look at her photos, I can't help but wish I was jet-setting somewhere, too.
I really miss the rush of leaving the day-to-day for a quick trip across the pond.
Being somewhere I've never been and completely immersing myself in it.
Being with my co-workers OUTSIDE of the work setting and having a complete blast.
Like. A blast.
Yes, I am slightly sad, dear reader,
but I do love taking a walk down memory lane every once in a while.
Even with tears in my eyes.
Le sigh.
It gets me excited (?) for the next go-around.
Hopefully sooner rather than later.
Until then,
Skål y'all.
xx