I finally changed my blog name and url. Everything is different and awesome and it was time.

When I started this blog I was in a completely different place in my life. I was 21 years old, I had just graduated college, I could funnel two beers in 4 seconds, I was about to start my first real job in Manhattan, I was single, I ate Chinese food and pizza as breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I partied like a college kid, I was able to function – like actually be a real person with less than 3 hours of sleep and random naps during the day, I lived with my friends, I was enjoying life, I didn’t know what I wanted to do in life, but I was so happy and nervous and giddy and excited and anxious about what would come next that it didn’t matter.

Now I’m different.

I’m 22, I work a 40 hour work week, I can down an espresso in 4 seconds without burning myself, I realized how depressing working 8 hours a day really is, I’m in love with the cutest dork in the world, I diet most of the time, I sleep from 10pm to 6am every weekday night, I live home with my family who I barely see during the week, I get sad during the winter, but I’m still happy and nervous and giddy and excited and anxious because I’m home with people I love that make bread randomly and know which fruit snacks to buy me from Costco.

My life is different, I’m different and I’m starting to understand that that is ok. It’s ok that I’m not the same person I was a year ago. It’s not bad that I’ve grown and realized what is good for me (fruit) and what is bad for me (Chinese food 4 times a week.) It is alright that I don’t spend my Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday nights in a bar downing tequila and screaming the words to old songs. I don’t need to be that person anymore because, as much as I’ve tried to fight it, I am growing up. I’m becoming an adult. I’m drinking coffee at 8 in the morning to prepare myself for work instead of at 3 in the morning to keep me going through an all-nighter. I’m interested in other things besides myself and it’s pretty cool.

Yes, I miss having no responsibilities. Yes, I miss the naps and the free time and the jello shots. But that’s ok. Jello shots aren’t bad for you when had every once in a while. Plus, the wait in between makes them taste better.

So, here’s to new beginnings, growing up, work days, business lunches, days off, weekend getaways, iced coffees and gummy worms.



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