If you never did, you should.

Then I have days like today, where every little thing that wasn’t right made me feel like the world was falling apart.

Even small things, like forgetting to close the garage door, getting 5 minutes away from home and turning around to close it, made me feel like a failure all freaking day.

It was just one of those days.

Then after a ridiculous dress debacle this evening I’ve been in a self hating funk.

Perhaps I’ll just go to bed and end this stupid day.

The tumblr-post-by-email feature is probably my favourite thing ever.

It means I can look like I’m writing a very serious, very important work email, when in reality I’m rambling to the internets.

Work is pretty dull today, thus the posting. I did a pretty badass leg workout last night and anticipated not being able to walk today, but I must be more pro than expected because I feel like I could run. Another gym session tonight, but arms this time. Not going to tempt fate with my legs.

I’m crashing at my bff’s place for a little while and it’s GLORIOUS. Her and her partner work away – she actually reads this blog sometimes (Hi Nikki!!) – so their house is empty a lot. I like getting away from my house a lot, it’s a match made in heaven. Her partner is so lovely about it too. Quote from when I texted him about it last night “of course you can Lou! You’re part of that house as much as the two of us are” nawhhh. Too cute.

My eating has been pro because I’m away from home. Cooking for myself is lovely. And freeing. My house is strange. I have all these good intentions while at work, and even on the way home, but the second I hit that driveway I’m like ‘sit on my bum and eat all the things kthx’. It’s weird. I didn’t think a place could have bad habits ingrained in it, but apparently it can.

12 weeks until I relocate myself to Chicago. 12 flipping weeks! I’ve found myself a roommate – she’s also working for Red Frog. We’ve established that she’s the American version of me, or I’m the Australian version of her – whichever. Between the love of 90’s cartoons, masterchef skills and personality similarities we’re going to have a lovely life together. Heh.

I have a plan for the internship too. Should I get a job out of it I’m going to have to leave the country, so I’m going to go trek the Inca Trail and Machu Picchu, then re-enter the country on my new working visa and keep working. If I don’t get a job I’m going to cry for a week, then go trek the Inca Trail anyway, then re enter the country on a tourist visa, spend 3 weeks seeing all the things I haven’t seen yet and say goodbye to those who wish to see me because after this they probably won’t let me in the country for a very long time. You lot will just have to come visit me!

Right. I know I haven’t posted much of substance lately, but hopefully this makes up for it.

I’m still alive – promise!

thanks guys.

much appreciated.

=P

Lifted heavy things tonight. Really heavy. It was fun.

Ate good too.

Dessert was frozen cherries.

Loooove it!

Where should I go?

Where do you guys live, and where should I definitely visit?

But then again, it makes me want to smash my success in everyone’s face.

So perhaps it’s necessary sometimes.

Motivation has returned.