A Simple Solution

Hm. . .

That’s about all I have to say about this week. Probably because I have the memory of a goldfish, so I can hardly even remember what happened this past week. But who is to blame for letting a full week pass by with no recollection of any good or memorable events?

Me. Pick me. I’m raising my hand, you just can’t see it. I’m to blame.

Personally I would peg it on my horrendous organization skills. I could have made fun, memorable activities happen this week, but alas, I made no time for them in my day because I had no clue what time I had available throughout the day. I never realized until this week that I live my life flying by the seat of my pants. I barely get assignments in on time because I never write down the due date. I never remember what time I need to meet up with my friends to go out or grab food. The most embarrassing is that I have to check online each week for what time I work on Wednesday and Friday. . . but I work at the same time every single week. Clearly this boils down to me being unorganized and scatter brained. I never realized how bad it was until now. So I took action to solve the problem.

A planner! What a genius idea. A good, day-to-day, hour-by-hour planner to help keep me in line. I spent good money on it. So I guess what I’m trying to say is it better work. Now that I know I absolutely need a planner to help keep my week in line, I’m going to carry my planner in my purse so it goes everywhere with me. I feel like my odds of using it will increase immensely if I have it on me at all times. Perhaps I should duct tape it to my arm. . . A problem to be solved for another week! For now, I’m going to focus on using that blasted expensive planner and cross my fingers that this week will be a bit less stressful and a lot more productive. 

Source of Kindness

Double upgrade.

My siblings and I have been staying in a hotel up in Park City for my little brother's birthday, and somehow we managed to get a double upgrade on our room. We are talking fireplace, full kitchen, private patio, two bathrooms, and even free cider. Kind of a big deal for us. So how in the world did we get it?? We sure didn't pay for it.

My sister Brooke claims that we got the upgrade because she put lipgloss on right before talking to the man at the front desk to get the key. I wouldn't be surprised. She is known for her large, luscious lips. . .

Maybe we are thinking too simply though. Perhaps it was because five minutes earlier, the man at the front desk received a call from a friend or family member with good news. Or maybe his boss was around the corner and told him to do it. Maybe he was merely wearing his favorite pair of socks that particular day.

Regardless, his kindness and generosity was recognized and thoroughly appreciated by Brooke, Jaron, and me. We recognized that he went above and beyond what was expected of him to make it an amazing experience for us.

Too often we get lost in our busy lives to recognize someone going the extra mile for us; however, if you ever find yourself on the receiving end of an outpouring of kindness, don't question where it came from. Be grateful. Don't waste time and energy wondering where it came from. The source of their kindness does not matter; just be willing to pass it on.

Just Never Do Laundry in the First Place

What if.

I found myself lamenting about a number of different things this week. What if I had just folded my stupid laundry the minute it came out of the dryer? What if I replaced each cookie I had this week with a fruit or vegetable? What if I had just told him the truth about how I am feeling?

Regrets. They haunt you. They're painful because no matter how hard you try, you will never be able to get that moment in time back.

If I had folded my laundry, I wouldn't be walking around in clothes that looked like I'd just gotten pounced on by a raccoon. (Probably the same raccoon that stole my right flip-flop at the pool in Dallas. True story folks.) If each cookie had been a fruit or vegetable, I'd be reaching my weekly nutrition goals. If I had told him how I am feeling, I wouldn't be sitting here wondering if he is feeling the same way. (Sappy and pathetic, I know.)

Point being, I finished off the week with a plethora of what ifs and if only's. I didn't even realize it until I found myself sitting on my bed staring at my basket of unfolded laundry (it's only been there four days. . . . everyone be cool, it's just a normal day), glaring at the cookies conveniently placed on my nightstand, and holding my phone in my hand hoping I'd receive a call. 

I guess the only thing to do from here, since I have complained for a relatively good chunk of time about my regrets now, is wrap up my complaining. I'll fold my laundry, finish off the cookies and follow them up with a carrot or two, and play bejeweled on my phone rather than wait for it to ring.

Yeah. That sounds like a step in the right direction to me. At least it's a start. . . .

Never Make Lemonade

Taylor.
Blog.
Taylor + Blog = Monkey.

Clearly I've never had a blog. I've seen many entertaining and well written blogs in my life though. By many I mean two. They both belong to my older sisters. So I decided to jump on the bandwagon and start my own. . . .

That's a lie. I'm really good at lying actually. It's required that I create and maintain a blog for one of my classes this semester. (Luckily I really like the class, otherwise I would have dropped it in a heartbeat knowing I had to keep a blog).

And that is the birth story of my blog. You are officially caught up. Whoever "you" is. Probably a garden gnome or squirrel. I sure am not a fan of this. . . Ugh. Don't we all get thrown into new, uncomfortable situations on a daily or weekly basis though? Oh. You don't? Well this is awkward. Well if you ever find yourself in one I have some very useful advice for you. It is something one of my best friends told me on a very bad, awful, lame, crap (you get the point) day.

She said, "That's what she said". :) I'm hilarious.

"When life gives you lemons, pick them up and throw them at people."

That is precisely what I intend to do. So watch out world! Taylor has been forced to enter the blogging world, temporarily, and plans to share her lifetime of knowledge (name that movie!) with her followers. I realize that no one may ever, ever benefit from what I have to say, but at least I will learn to organize my thoughts, attempt to effectively share my weekly insights, and increase my creativity. Until next week, may the odds be ever in your favor.