It’s finally fall in Florida! Or at least for a couple days. It’s 80 degrees out at 6:30 at night and I’m snuggled up in a sweatshirt and big comfy pants. I asked Russell the other day if it was disloyal to Florida to admit that I was excited for cooler temps. We agreed that… Continue reading Fall in Florida
Working 8-5, five days a week, at a job that sometimes feels like it’s slowly choking me; too mentally exhausted to do anything with my evenings; living for the 48 hours over the weekend when I can travel, explore our new hometown, or simply sleep in and sit on the couch with our dogs.