August in Summary

I have been really bad at blogging. The past month has gone something like this...

Hung out in Florence. (Kentucky, not Italy. I wish.) Came back to Boston for a whole week. Worked. Stressed. Had gym time. Happy hour'ed. Flew to Washington DC. Stayed the week in Maryland. Worked. Ate. Hot-tubbed after hours. Came back to Boston. Partied it up with some of the Boston kids. Ordered some cute boots that I have not officially seen yet. (Had to have them shipped to the store because I am never home. Haven't been in town to pick them up.) Got a hair cut from a large Boston man named Louie. Had more gym time. Flew back to DC. Stayed the week. ATE CUPCAKES. (Famous cupcakes.) About died from sugar overdose. And food overdose in general. Came back to Boston. Carried leftover cupcakes on the plane. Ate one more just now.

I CANNOT BELIEVE that summer is almost over! This unhappy truth just occurred to me this morning when I heard some radio show host talking about how Labor Day being the end of summer. And that's like a week away. What! Sooo not ready for cold weather again. It honestly feels like it was just fall a few weeks ago, and now it's going to be fall again.

Which reminds me that next week is mine and Boston's one-year anniversary. I will be celebrating on the West Coast, though. Next week is vacation-time. Funny enough, I spend so much time traveling for work, and what am I going to do on vacation? Travel. To California / Portland / Seattle.

Less than 36 hours to go and a TON of stuff to do. Would like to stay up late tonight and accomplish some of these things, but I swear to you that I can barely keep my eyes open. All-nighter tomorrow? I think so.

22 and 23.

The last weekend of my 22nd year was rather amazing. Yummy food, Disney World, and a little R&R at some very nice resorts. Thank you, Florida, for a lovely weekend. (For the record, I went to Florida for work. And I did work, I promise.)

The first weekend of my 23rd year was spent partying. I am not typically an excessive partier... I like to let loose and have fun every so often, but I usually keep it pretty mellow. Not so much this past weekend. However, I am comforted in knowing that despite my grown-up job and my business lady life, I can still have a good time and take advantage of my 20's. (Although I seriously wonder how the group of crazies I work with has not had HR troubles for all of the inappropriateness going around. But they are a fun bunch.)

Here are a few a things I've decided during the past week:

- I love love love the water. Lakes, oceans, rivers, ponds. I will never be able to live anywhere without water. I think the calmest I ever feel is on a boat. (Maybe my future fiance will even propose on a boat...)
- I like some people better when they are intoxicated.
- I don't believe in the idea that each person has a soulmate out there waiting to be found. I think I already decided on this one a long time ago, but now I'm sure.
- I like pretzel M&M's.

But I think that's enough insight into my nutty mind for one night.

Guess Where I'm Headed Next

. . . F-l-o-r-i-d-a!

I wish I could say this was solely for playtime, but it's not. In fact, it's mostly not. However, I am sneaking off early to spend the weekend in the sun. I might have even just been running around my apartment in my polka-dotted bathing suit in anticipation.

Maybe I will even take some time this weekend (which also happens to be the last weekend of my 22nd year) to clear my jumbled head and decide what I want out of life. I will let you know what that is. But seriously, sometimes I think maybe a person ought to just make certain decisions and go with them. I have always been so crazy about the idea of balance, and I still am. BUT. Maybe, in select few cases, by trying to keep things "in balance" I am really just avoiding making a decision, and instead trying to keep things at a middle ground rather than letting them fall to wherever they are supposed to be. I have become pret-ty good at making decisions when it comes to my business life. But when it comes to my personal life... not so much.

Also, I made it back from NYC in one piece, in case you were wondering. There was sushi and gelatto and rotating rooftop dining. I'm pretty sure work-related trainings are just an excuse to eat. It's not such a bad life.

30 Days of Summer

So it seems that I have been on a little blogging hiatus. I have good reasons, though. During that time I have been hanging at some pretty cool places, such as here:


And here...
All for fun, too! Although I must say, it's kind of nice coming back my little town of Boston. As much as I love to travel, being surrounded by the craziness of other places just goes to show what a classy town Boston is. If you don't believe me, just drive along the Charles at night with the skyline on the other side of the river, all sparkly and peaceful. Or walk along the pretty streets of Back Bay and check out the red colonial buildings everywhere you turn. Not such a bad place to live.

Speaking of crazy, tomorrow I will be shipping off to another little town a few miles down the East Cost: New York City. Going to hang out in Times Square for a few days and learn about some lovely new ways to audit. There will inevitably be sushi-time. And a Monday night viewing party of the Bachelorette. I love having 23-year-old co-workers.

In other news, it's intern season at work. Hard to believe that less than a year ago I was just a dazed and confused girl from the West Coast, trying to stay afloat in the land of business. And now I get to teach these kids everything I know. Also hard to believe that it's been 2 whole years since I was an intern... working by day, and roaming the streets of San Francisco by night.

If all goes as planned, I may be heading back to the West Coast yet again in a couple months. This time I want to explore the Pacific Northwest. Portland? Seattle? Don't get me wrong... I am in a happy and committed relationship with Boston for the time being. But I really want to fall in love and settle down. With a city. Boston and I haven't quite reached this milestone yet, and I think it's okay for me to explore my options, ya know? You never know what could be out there out there for you until you've scoped it all out.

Happy summer!

The Charles

Last night I dreamt that I was swimming down the Charles River. Because I wanted to go to an electronics store. For what reason I do not know. And the only way to get there was evidently by swimming. Which is kind of gross because despite the pretty summer snapshot above, the Charles River has historically been very yucky and polluted. And in my dream I kept thinking, "This is gross. I can't believe I'm swimming in this dirty river. But it's the only way." I don't even need anything electronic.

What does that say about me?

I also dreamt about some other things that I would never admit to anyone. It's crazy how many ridiculous things can happen in a person's head.