Announcing A Whit of Inspiration

I’ve been pretty quiet on the blog these days. If you follow me on Instagram you know I’ve been having a bit of a hard time with where I’m headed in my professional life. I’ll give you the Cliff’s Notes version of the past few months in case you haven’t been tuned in: I applied for my dream job back in the spring (advising undeclared students) and I didn’t get it. I was pretty confident I would, so you can imagine it’s been a bit of a letdown as I readjust my expectations.

Since then, I’ve been what I would call slightly depressed. It’s not been a full blown depression, but it has been affecting me. Yesterday, I sat down to write a blog post for Holl & Lane magazine (which will go live in October!) and part of my post was my story and how I eventually got out of the retail world. I took a step back as I wrote it and realized that where I am now is a place I’ve been before. I’ve seen this room/I’ve walked this floor.

I’ve spent the last three months intently focused on trying to figure out what to do with my life that I haven’t been able to see the big picture. I pine for a bigger purpose- for a job that’s more relevant to my degree, for something that makes me want to jump out of bed in the morning- that I’ve been completely miserable. I don’t know where I’m going, if and or when I’ll finally get to call myself an advisor, or how I’ll get to the next chapter in my story. And the answers aren’t coming to me. I’m in too deep.

Like I said, I’ve been here before. When I was working retail, I made myself completely miserable by focusing entirely on how I wasn’t where I wanted to be.

As I realized that I’m back in that pretty dark and creepy place (you know, the one that inspired me to begin this blog two years ago) I knew what I needed to do.

I need to step away for a while. Not in the literal sense, but I can’t let myself be so preoccupied with the fact that I don’t know what I’m doing and that I feel stuck. Framing it like that only makes me feel worse- it’s not productive. It’s kind of like the dating advice people give- you do you and you’ll attract what you’re looking for.

Instead of focusing on how stuck I feel, I’m going to be focusing my energy elsewhere. Part of that focus will be on a brand spankin’ new newsletter I’m putting together- A Whit of Inspiration. What will it be? A collection of inspiring things I’ve found- things that have made me think, smile, or laugh. There’s no limit to what I might put in here, but it will all be good.  If that sounds like something you can get down with, you can sign yourself up right here. The first newsletter is scheduled to go out first thing Friday morning and I’m excited to share it with you.

Thanks for sticking with me.


I threw away all the socks I don’t wear the other day and they were all zebra stripes and hot pink and lively. I’m not a crazy socks kind of person. When I buy patterned colorful socks, I wear them occasionally and even then only begrudgingly.

I wear the same five or six pieces of jewelry over and over again. I gravitate toward black, navy, and neutral earth tones. I own about 20 v-neck t shirts and if you gave me a choice, I’d pick denim and a t-shirt over couture any day. Variety is not the spice of my life. I like routine. Too many choices fatigues me.

The patterned socks? They are everything I always feel like I need to be. Fun, colorful, full of excitement. Anyone who knows me knows that I am not quintessentially fun, colorful, or full of excitement. I *can* be all of those things, but they aren’t my M.O. I don’t enter a room and exude color. I’m quiet; like a sponge. I like to listen and observe, and if I’m not paying attention I will unwittingly take on other people’s energy. I’m often happiest alone with a book in the park, soaking up the sun. I don’t live to be the center of attention. So? I’ll stick to what I truly like and stop buying the things that make me feel like I’m trying to be someone else. And that starts with the crazy socks. 

This is my secret, and I’m setting it free

What you’re about to read is a piece of my story that I’ve kept to myself for a very long time. George Orwell said, “If you want to keep a secret, you must also hide it from yourself.” I hid this secret from myself for a very long time. Once it was no longer a secret I kept from myself, I gradually realized that I couldn’t keep it at all.

I believe that there’s great power in telling our secrets and sharing the parts of our stories that are not dreamlike and perfect. Keeping this secret is no longer serving me, and I know with every fiber of my being that telling this secret is the only way to be rid of it.

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Now that I’ve taken time to reflect back on 2016, it’s time to look ahead. If I think about my goals for 2016, they were a bit too lofty. So in the name of practicality, I’m keeping it simple this year.

  • Read 52 books. This is totally doable for me. HERE WE GO. Tell me what books you loved reading recently.
  • Practice gratitude. I always talk about this but I struggle with it so. I’m starting out with one thing a day, and if I have more, so be it.
  • Meditate. I go hot and cold with meditating, it’s true. But I do find great value in it. I’m starting with 10 minutes a day.
  • Write a book. My book on underemployment to be exact. I’ve already pitched the idea to an agent, so we’ll see if it has legs after I submit my proposal. *eeeeeeeeek*
  • Fitness. I truly don’t enjoy exercise. I’m lazy or… whatever. But I also know that it’s good for you and ultimately gets your creative juices flowing, helps you live longer, and is overall a decent idea for anyone who would like to thrive in life. Soooo… any ideas welcome.
  • Dabble in creativity. This is another thing that’s good for your brain and overall well being. As long as I can remember that it does not need to be perfect, whatever it is. I keep talking about water color painting. Maybe it’s finally time to take a stab at it!
  • Send more snail mail. I like to get real mail and send real mail. I’m slightly obsessed with fun stamps… Send me your address! I pinky promise not to sell your information or stalk you or any off the wall thing like that :)

What are you doing this year? Anything good?


    2016: A Year in Review

    2016 was one hell of a frigging ride. Here’s the cliff’s notes version of my year.

    • Finally got a big girl job with things like retirement, vacation/sick time, and health insurance
    • Ended my years long job search for a position in higher ed (I’ll stop whining now, I promise)
    • Starting making ends meet (halle-fricking-llujah)
    • Tried Zumba
    • Three funerals, four losses. Can we talk about this for a minute? FOUR LOSSES IN A YEAR IS TOO DAMN MANY, OKAY??
    • One wedding
    • Gained a step-mom! My “family” has grown so much over the past 8 years. If you’re a part of that expansion, whether you’re on Mack’s side or my side, know that I love you <3
    • Stepped into a Catholic church and did not immediately catch on fire (it took about ten minutes)
    • Did my first podcast!
    • Stopped drinking coffee (too much anxiety up in here)
    • Presented at an annual, national conference in front of about ~60 strangers
    • Got horrifying stage fright and one hell of a vulnerability hangover
    • Vowed to get better at public speaking
    • Got another dog named Pippa (though something  like Gollum is more fitting). But boy is she cute!
    • Traveled to:
      • Jacksonville, FL
      • Maidens, VA
      • Atlanta, GA
    • Pitched my book idea to an agent
    • Decided to actually write the book no matter what
    • Reunited with a long lost friend
    • Made new friends
    • Read oodles of books – 48 to be exact!
    • Bought a house- we close sometimes this month (hopefully (the date has been pushed (but it’s not our fault))).

    I’m late to the 2016 reflection party, but life happens. Stay tuned for a post outlining my goals for 2017!