Give Me All The Coffee

Welcome back! Now, let’s get into the nitty gritty. I think I may be overdoing it this week, not going to lie. Here’s a break down of my week–

Monday- Work event- at work from 7am- 7:30pm.

Tuesday- At work at 6:30, proctor, 3 meetings and a crap ton of homework. Oh, and I need to make a diaper cake for Wednesday, work project #1 due.

Wednesday- Baby shower I planned for two people. Food, decorations, 4 hours of set up and countless email. Homework due. You need to grocery shop.

Thursday- proctor, work on collab blog, clean up Stan The Man/ Boy Friend Not Boyfriends house for his pending arrival, big work project #2 due, set up for another work event.

Friday- Work event, homework due, collab blog due, work project #3 due, death.

I just want to know why I said “yes” to the diaper cake. I’ve gotta learn to say no! But let’s be real; the diaper cake isn’t stressing me out, it’s just the work load right now.

In other fascinating news, ToBeAdultish now has a Facebook page! And a Twitter! And needs a nap!!

All of the work stress and starting a new class on Monday has affected my sleep- I am dreaming I am at work and alligators are coming to class. What?!

I found gluten free donuts and they taste just like I would imagine fairy dust to taste like, only with the slightest hint of cardboard.

I have shaved my legs everyday this week, and yet missed a spot every single time. How does this happen?

It was 113 degrees the other day and I melted.

That’s your beautifully summarized coffee talk this week my lovely friends. Stay tuned for something super great to happen on Friday!!

 

 

Vegas Friends Name, My New Diet and Life Crisis.

Hello you fancy people, you. Welcome back to another Coffee Catch up, by yours truly. If you are new to the blog feel free to catch up, no pun intended, with my last two Coffee Catch Up blogs or you might be confused! These Coffee Catch Ups are a time where I get to just word vomit all over and explain what I am been doing and sharing any new life developments/ midlife (24-year-old) life crisis.

In my last Coffee Catch Up I was on quite the high from seeing CELINE DION, and yes, every time I type her name it will be in caps lock. If she doesn’t deserve caps, then who does? It’s been exactly a month since I saw CELINE DION and I don’t think a day has gone by that I haven’t immersed myself in her songs. Because I am obsessed. And the first step to overcoming a problem, if that’s what we are calling it, is to admit you have a problem.

In new developments, we have a big one! I have officially become Gluten Free, and not really of my liking. I miss cookies so much it hurts. Long story short I have had a lot of issues with my diet, in particular bloating. Now this isn’t like “you ate too much salt” kind of bloating. No. This is “Oh my god how did you go to lunch and come back 6 months pregnant?!” bloating. So I started to really watch what I ate and realized if I ate fruits, veggies and meat that I felt totally fine after a meal! But the moment I tried to have pizza, a burger, even a piece of cake I would get so bloated. As slightly bummed as I am to know that, on some level I probably have a gluten intolerance, I have to admit it’s nice to be able and eat and not feel sick. I have yet to really research any good gluten free recipes and I am living on recommendations and a meat, cheese, veggie and fruit diet right now because it’s quick and easy. So if you have any recipes or tips and tricks you could offer up, please let me know. I am kind of constantly hungry right now.

Vegas Friend is once again out of town. In a recent conversation between the two of us I decided to no longer call him Vegas Friend… In real life I rarely even call him by his real name. I started to call him Schnookums, and just as an FYI, he doesn’t like that name either. So I thinking I will start to refer to him as Stan The Man. At work I have just started to say “boyfriend” because I don’t really want to share with the Director of Finance how my FWB relationship turned a completely different way. And plus, “Vegas Friend” IS THE MAN. Like holy crap. He’s awesome. He makes me laugh, cheers me up, teaches me somewhat valuable life lessons like putting air in my tires and accompanies me on 97% of the meals I eat. As far as I am concerned he is pretty legit, and deserves a name more than just “Vegas Friend” because truthfully, I am at his house every weekend. I go over there after work, we usually have lunch together, I help with Bonus Kid and we do more than just go to Vegas Together.

Lastly, a school update. I am two days away from finishing off a class, hopefully with an A. I am proud that I was able to keep up with Adultish, school, and not become a COMPLETE wreck. Though there were days it was a little hit or miss.

As always, thank you guys so much for stopping by! I hope you enjoy these little blogs where I catch you up on my craziness.

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Coffee Catch Up, Blog 2 | Adultish

If you haven’t read the last coffee catch up, you might want to or you’ll be a smidge confused with this blog. We have a lot of important and “OH MY GOD COOL!!!!” things to talk about. Shall we?

First things first, we need to talk about how this meme is 112% me.

 

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Second, Vegas Friend came home early from his stinky, smelly, camping trip. (And yes, that is Vegas Friends arm in my featured photo… that’s all you get Adultish Fam!) Hallelujah-praise-the-lord because he was D O N E. This meant my time with Tweety came to a halt and I had to go back to my house and resume life as we know it, sans hot tub. First world problems.

Work was a little more cray cray than usual, but we adulted and got stuff done. So come Thursday night I was SO FREAKING READY FOR THE WEEKEND. Since work was extra crazy with some extra hours my boss said I could leave early on Friday. I told Vegas Friend I was going to leave work early and we started talking about the weekend. One casual “we should just go to Vegas” turned into Vegas Friend getting a hotel room and…. are you even ready for this part?

TICKETS TO SEE CELINE DION.

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The excitement was so real Ass Kicker Mom had to tell me to stop freaking out or I would pass out. Accurate. Thanks again mom thing.

This meant that all my weekend GYSTing and homework HAD to be done by time we left for Vegas. Thursday night was a LATE night. But that feeling of satisfaction knowing everything was done was worth it. I went to work in a state of pure excitement and I come 11am I left and we were straight on our way to Vegas and the beautiful Celine.. drool.

I didn’t get too many pictures of the performance, because honestly I was mesmerized the entire time. But I did get the most gorgeous hoodie that says “CELINE DION VEGAS” in glitter. What’s not to love. We went to see the movie Deadpool, and omg, Ryan Reynolds is too much for me.

Later Saturday Vegas Friend went  to play slots and I went to our room to complete a nasty 93 question test for the class I’m in. Safe to say by time I finished I was ready for a drink! I got my trust Jack and Coke, which tasted just like hopes and dreams and we pressed that “repeat bet” button all night. At some point we walked down the strip and I got one of those huge 3 feet tall drinks. About two sips in I had a huge headache and ended up going back to the room and sleeping for about 5 hours while Vegas Friend played multiple rounds of solitaire.

Sunday we went to Raising Canes and had the most delicious chicken ever. Then the mandatory stop to Grand Luxe for beignets. We left Vegas to endure traffic at about 4pm and I got home about 9ish I think.

Then it was a question of going straight to bed or getting my life together. And I chose to get my life together. I worked on Adultish, unpacked from the trip, cleaned up a little, showered and did some homework. Crawled in bed at about midnight and 5am came way too soon.

But I am learning something awesome, that it’s totally possible to do EVERYTHING you want- you just have to be really smart about it. Most nights I get home about 8 or 9pm. I almost always want to just go to bed. But instead I make the conscious decision to be proactive instead of leave things for “tomorrow” (cause I never do it “tomorrow”). So the other night when I got home after work and 5 hours of sleep I put away the laundry I did, worked on the blog, did homework, cleaned out my fridge, filled out my planner, and did all the things. I am so much more productive at this point of my life than I have ever been in my life.

I also made this schedule in excel and I have found visually seeing my time is such a game changer. I use “flex” as free time, but this time is usually spent with Vegas Friend or staying at work later than usual.

I have been able to be more consistent with my goals this week of walking 10k steps and drinking water along with taking my vitamins.

Baby steps my friends… and this meme 🙂

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Coffee Catch-Up; Blog 1| Adultish

Welcome to a brand new segment of Adultish, what I am calling Coffee Catch-Up. If you didn’t already know, I have a mild addiction to coffee and I am not ashamed to say there are 5 unopened bottles of creamer in my fridge on standby. Okay “mild addiction” might be an understatement.

The idea of this new segment is to provide you all with a deeper view into my life, and how I am trying not to burn down my house and struggling to implement all 5 food groups into my daily life. It’s not going well so far.

This week is a little different than most. Vegas Friend is camping. Not like my kind of camping which includes hotels and showers, no. He’s going hard core and having to hike up a mountain just to send me a text about how bad he smells. Awe, so sweet.  I am house sitting for him, and bird sitting for his sister. Tweet Tweet.

It’s Memorial Day weekend, and the only sustenance that holds is that I get to enjoy a 3 day weekend. I did tell Ass Kicker Mom that I was a little bummed since Vegas Friend is out of town, and I’m slightly family”less” here in California. But then I remembered I have pretty intense social anxiety and I only like about 6 people in real life. I would rather be in my pajamas hanging with Tweety and making the occasional emergency starbucks run anyway. White Girl gone wild.

I will tell you that Tweety and I have one thing in common, Celine Dion. I have physically injured myself belting out Celine Dion. Like the obsession is REAL. Tweety over here might be just as obsessed as I am, chirping loudly at all the right sappy spots of her songs. He also likes Lucy Neville’s “There’s Light” as well. It’s pretty flipping adorable.

A few months after the divorce I took a pretty substantial break from school, and I just started classes again this week. I am a little nervous on how to manage time, and if I am smart enough. But I just remind myself that there are people working on their PhD with kids, and I am just a worry wart and need to cool it.

I decided that I wanted to implement some daily goals (that so far I have failed terribly at). Things like drinking enough water, eating at every meal, taking vitamins, walking 10k steps a day and doing yoga everyday. So far I have taken my vitamins everyday at the same time I drink my coffee, and we all know I don’t skip coffee. As far as yoga, I’ve worn yoga pants everyday, does that count? I am just over a week back from vacation so maybe I will give myself a break.

I have, however, done something crazy amazing. I was thinking about how I could ensure I wouldn’t go out and randomly spend money. I decided to leave my debit and credit cards at home (I live 3 seconds from work and Vegas Friend lives 2 seconds from my work so in case of emergency I would be totally fine). I’ve had to run work eerands and where I would have seen a yummy lunch option and bought it I just stuck to what I originally brought for lunch because I COULDN’T buy it without a card. It’s actually been awesome and I haven’t spent any money at all! I do think I am going to take out some cash and keep it as mad money though because it was HARD come PMS time not to buy 756 pounds of chocolate. We made it through though. Barely. Vegas Friend was scared for his life at a time or two.

That about sums up this weeks insanity. Stay tuned to see what crazy things I do (or don’t do) next week. I gotta go dance with Tweety to Celine.