Hey there my Lovelies!!

I am freshly back from a mentally and physically exhausting week of grad work in Santa Barbara, CA and there is no rest for the wicked!! I have barely had time to unpack before I had to turn around and start my regular work week. Nonetheless, being a clinical psychology doctoral student has a way of making you realize that you have accomplished something monumental and that I should really take a moment to stop and take it all in.  *insert 5 second reflective pause…* Ok, that’s done…

So, I awoke this morning in a really strange mood.  It was a play–my-Metallica-playlist type of morning and I was for sure that no one was going to be given quarter today on anything.  I can say that that particular mindset has changed but my BS-O’Meter still has a pretty low threshold; I think I might be wound just a little too tight right now.  I am in desperate need of decompression therapy and not the kind you get from the chiropractor.  I am talking about the type of decompression therapy that makes you forget that you ever had a complaint in the world.  For some this constitutes a massage, happy hour, the gym and just about anything else that would make you melt and ignore any and everything.  Unfortunately this isn’t something that I am afforded at this point; too many responsibilities, too many depending on me, too many, too much, too little time.  So where does that leave me?  It leaves me listening to my Classic Soul and R&B stations on Pandora to keep a sliver of sanity, playing intermittent Words with Friends games with my oldest friend, texting Fashion Citations to unsuspecting friends for their Mother’s Day church choices (You know who you are… LOL) and figuring out what mischief and hijinks I can get into with the least amount of effort on my part!

Happy Hump Day My Lovelies!!

T. Nicole

This is mostly to make me laugh…

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