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Closet Purge-a-tory: The Maybe Pile

Closet Purge-a-tory: The Maybe Pile

It seems counterintuitive to declutter when you’re in the midst of a low buy year, but I was itching to … More

capsule wardrobe, closet update, low buy challenge, minimalism

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I dusted off my watercolor set this morning because Co-Star told me yesterday that my job this month was to have a screen free day. I don’t know about a whole day, but I’ll try for an afternoon once I digest the big stack of pancakes we made this morning. 🥞 • • This week is officially my Spring Break. Even pre-pandemic, it always took a bit for me to go from working all the time to a full stop. And while being at home all week without having to justify it to others was always this introvert’s ideal staycation, I’m finding it hard to just be with myself this week. Without work to keep my mind busy, all the feelings I pushed away are making their way back to me—grief for cancelled events; worry for the future; guilt for feeling ‘bored’ at times when others are risking their lives everyday to keep us healthy and safe. Sitting with my own feelings without judgement is something I’ve been working on for a while. I’ve gotten better at holding that space for others, but maybe this is just another opportunity the universe is offering me to build those skills. And so, today I’m going to create despite the uncertainty ahead of us. I am going to paint new (and maybe old) things. I am going to trust the process without worrying about the product. I am going to do these things while sitting with Grief, Worry, and Guilt, and also with Joy, Peace, and Creativity. Welcome old friends, let’s sit and paint a while... 🎨 // #pleblife #shotwiththetheme

When catching up with friends via Zoom these days, one of the first questions I get asked is “How’s it going with Brandon in that little apartment of yours?” to which I respond with “We haven’t killed each other yet!” 👍🏻 • • And while yes, the truth is we haven’t killed each other yet, it hasn’t been all that bad or too different from our normal: We still fight. We still snap at each other. We still get annoyed with each other. He still leaves dishes around the apartment. I still play my music a little too loudly. He still waters and takes care of our plants because I often forget when the last time I watered them. I still unload our dish rack because he hates doing it. Whoever gets up last still makes our bed. Whoever goes to bed last still makes up the couch. We still leave each other’s desks alone, though now more than ever before. We still have floor picnics in front of our TV with our dinners while watching The Office because his desk is where our dining table used to be. We still take turns cooking and cleaning. He still takes out the trash because I hate it. I still put our leftovers away because I’m better at playing Tetris with our refrigerator. We still take turns comforting and soothing when the other is feeling anxious overwhelmed. We still are able to give each other space while being together. And through it all, we’re still trying to find ways to make it work and make sure the other has what they need. It’s still a lot of negotiation and compromise, but I wouldn’t have it any other way with any other person. It was a hard week for us individually, but we took some time to reset and reconnect as a couple this weekend. • • Now we’re getting ready for our weekly date of waiting on taped lines (today, in the rain) in our masks to grocery shop for the week ahead. Such weird times we’re living in, but I’m so glad to have someone to do all of this with. 💛 // #pleblife

water teaches four important lessons: what you see is often your projection what is soft can also be powerful persistence can break barriers change is always happening — @yung_pueblo • • Yesterday, we took a drive and ended up in someone else’s neighborhood. We sat a long while watching the waves rise and fall. We let the sun warm our skin and our souls. We let any bad feelings we had that week go with the wind. Our conversation came in waves, and we were okay with that. And for that afternoon, we let a sense of normalcy wash over us. We laughed at dudes taking pictures with and of their Mustang cars. I cherished a wildflower that Brandon picked for me off the side of the road. We shared and admired a beautiful view with strangers safely and distantly as we all tried to get the perfect Instagram shot on our phones. Our hearts skipped a beat with every dog that walked by. The cars whizzing by comforted us and let us know that we weren’t alone, that we’re all in this together. For the first time in a long time, we were present in that moment and it felt good. It felt damn good. 🌊 Here’s to chasing and choosing joy during these times. // #pleblife #stayconnectedootd

I don’t talk about work much here in this space, but I’ve appreciated others being vulnerable during this time, so here I go: I’ve been doing my best to navigate and facilitate distance learning for the last three weeks...and I think I finally hit a wall yesterday. The first week was incredibly exhausting filled with 14-16 hr days trying to answer emails within minutes of receiving them; trying to make sure my kids and their families are okay/have what they need; and trying to figure out what the heck distance learning is supposed to look like. Last week was filled with slightly shorter work days, but was filled with long meetings with coworkers as we all were trying to figure out (negotiate) what distance learning will look like for our school. This week, I feel like the adrenaline has worn off and I’m settling into this new reality that this is what teaching is going to look like for the next few months. • • I’m exhausted. I wax and wane between acceptance of this new normal and also struggling to wrap my mind around it. I’m grieving what used to be our normal routine and all the experiences that this group of fourth graders won’t get to but should have experienced like presenting their ideas on sustainability at City Hall. I’m sad that potentially the next time I see my students, they’ll be fifth graders and may no longer be “mine” anymore. Yesterday, I found myself with a free afternoon: no emails to respond to, no Zoom meetings, and no work to grade. It felt weird. I started to beat myself up for not being productive. I texted my teammates to see if they were also just chilling at home, and one of them told me to chill when I can since our hours are more now 24/7 than they were before. Soon after that, I gave myself permission to rest and I collapsed into a two hour nap in the middle of the afternoon because I guess I could. This time of working from home has been a rollercoaster of emotions, but I have found that breaks and self care (which I sucked at already pre-pandemic) are even more necessary now. So like my teammate said, chill when you can. Take care of yourselves friends 💛 // On a happier note, this is really the time for jumpsuits to shine ✌🏻

Joining in on the #workinappropriate community with one of my favorite Spring/Summer outfits that was reserved for weekends only because fourth graders and white pants don’t mix well 🙅🏻‍♀️ Actually, white pants and I don’t mix well either, but at least now I can change into leggings if any form of tomato or soy sauce is involved in my lunch 🍅 I wore this yesterday on a stroll around our neighborhood and to pick up groceries, and I’m thinking that I need to wear white more often as I’m way more cautious and didn’t touch as many things because I didn’t want to get my pants ruined. 🤦🏻‍♀️😂 For now, they’re a little wrinkly after being in storage last season, but still clean! I’ll take that as a win for yesterday! 💪🏻 // #pleblife #stayconnectedootd #lowbuy2020 #20in2020 #2020wehaveplenty #sotelaforall

What’s in my bag looks a little different these days: clorox wipes stored in my @stasherbag rather than snacks, diy hand sanitizer, and lemons from trees in our neighbors 🍋 This little scene of citrus colors brought me some joy today while we took our daily neighborhood stroll. I’m feeling a little cooler thanks to @callmeflowerchild for gifting me this market bag from @notoxlife.la for my birthday back when we could go out for tacos and margaritas. Counting down the days until we can do that again 🌮🍹 I’m pretty sure my introvert batteries will be recharged by then ✌🏻// #pleblife

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