Roommates. I’m happy for roommates. I have four now. I’m in an apartment for the first time with four other girls. I don’t know three of them but I share a room with my best friend from college. She’s a true blessing in my life. She walked into my life when literally all of my other college friends walked out. We laugh together, cuddle together and we’ve cried together. I truly don’t know how I’d survive college without her by my side. It’s her super senior year and she is ready to be done but selfishly I’m so happy that she’s back. Roommates are the best. Best friends are the best. College is the best.
I missed yesterday. Mainly because there wasn’t a whole lot of happy flying around. I had tons of
packing to do. Move-in day stresses me out like no other. I have the craziest, full work week, full course load semester ahead of me. I just wasn’t in a happy mood. BUT just because every day isn’t good, doesn’t mean there isn’t good in everyday. Yesterday I was happy for friends that do not fun, gross, and boring things with you. Kortnei, my fake little sister, cleaned out my awful, gross, no good, really messy car with me. If you know my car- you know she’s a saint. It’s messy and the last time it got cleaned was LAST year when I left for school. It was awful and not fun but 100 times better and more hilarious with someone else. So shout out to Kortnei for cleaning my car and spilling moldy coffee on her jeans. You’re a true gem, Kort.
Unless you plan on keeping your books I highly suggest renting them. Occasionally I decide to keep a book for my major so that I may utilize it as a resource in the future. However, you do not need your freshman year math 101 or Intro to needlework gen ed books. With renting it can be up to 80% cheaper and you will probably sell back the text book even if you do decide to buy it.
I did my research this semester and explored 6 of the main text book renting sites. When I order my books I want it to be fast, cheap and want to be able to order them all from the same site. It makes returning them less of a headache and it’s normally cheaper because there’s less shipping. Only three of the six sites I used has all of the books I needed. I compared their prices, site accessibility and return dates/policies. While price was my main motivator for researching these, I made my decision based off of all of these criteria.
First, the big guy in town- Chegg.com.
The website is by far the easiest to navigate.
The return of the books is super easy.
You can send back any books you don’t want and they’ll buy them from you.
They give you detailed summaries of your order, which books are coming from where and their arrival dates.
If they don’t have the book in stalk they pull from a partner, so you’re paying for that shipping too.
The shipping is the most expensive.
Their return date is earlier than some of their competitor.
Tax was expensive.
Tea parties. I’m happy for little girls with big imaginations. I’m happy for play time. I’m happy for the opportunity to be apart of little lives. I’m happy for tea parties with Merida, Cinderella and Elmo. Even if I have to appear as Mr. Mouse. I get to reenact frozen for two hours. I get to sip fake tea and talk about how mice have big teeth and take small bites. I get to sit and listen to the chatter of a 3 year old to things that sound really small. But her world is so small so to her these are really big things.
College life is crazy- to do lists are long and sleep is little. There are so many things to be accomplished. What you want to do at war with all you have to do.
Mid semester I find myself at my breaking point. At the end of my rope. As my friends call it, “my done bucket is full” I have to be completely intentional about taking time to undo the damage and stress. There were many times I thought I was going to actually lose it. I was sure if I didn’t find a way to de-stress I would be in the psychiatric ward before finals.
In honor of the beginning of the semester- I decided to share my tips for unwinding.
Have a moment
Under stress you will frequently hear me say, “I need a moment.” Don’t be afraid to have a moment, announced or unannounced. A moment is just how it sounds- I step away for a moment to take a breath. In the height of chaotic or busy situations I get overstimulated. I feel myself getting tense and anxious. It physically feels like there is a thousand pound weight on my shoulders and I want to crawl out of my own skin. I step away, take a breath, say a prayer, sometimes eat chocolate and step back. Meditate on the WordMore times than not the more hectic life gets the less time I take for God. When I feel the pressure and responsibilities rise, I take time to refocus my heart. When my heart isn’t with God, my head goes crazy. I have an arsenal of bible verses on stress and rest. I’ll include this in a later post. I meditate and pray over these verses. Sometimes I just sit and copy the verses and doodle around them, praying as I write. It helps me bring the focus from my stress to God. Reevaluate your priorities Sometimes our lives get all jumbled and we don’t know what is up and what is down. We have a while bunch of “I need to do that”s speeding around in our thoughts but have no clue where to start. Make a list of EVERYTHING you’ve got on your plate- including coffee dates, laundry, homework, EVERYTHING. Then prioritize. Put the things that NEED done at the top of your list then delineate from there. Eliminate anything that isn’t necessary. (Hint- time with friends shouldn’t be eliminated- that will add to the stress) Clean upWhen life gets busy my organization suffers- which indirectly adds to the stress. When I feel everything has become overly cluttered I take a moment and reorganize and tidy up my space. It’s amazing what a made bed and neat desk can do for the soul. Give yourself Grace
I often create the most stress for myself because I refuse to let something go when I mess it up. Give yourself some grace Forgive yourself for scheduling overbooking yourself, forgetting a meeting, bombing a test. Mistake happen, especially in the business of college. Have a moment, forgive yourself and move on.
Good luck this semester! Remember to take time to unwind and undo the stress. How do you unwind?
So this one goes to my large stack of yoga pants that have yet to see a second of yoga. And sorry to break it to you guys, you never will. Thank you for being worn so much you started to rub a hole in the thighs. Yoga pants, you are the reason I can look like I’m wearing pants but never actually wear pants.
My heart goes out to the yoga pants who haven’t a clue what yoga even is. Also to the yoga pants who had a glimmer of hope when their owner bought a mat that shared it’s first name. But alas, the mat is being used as a magic carpet for the children as they sit defeated on the couch with a pint of Ben and Jerry’s. For the Yoga pants that have been called ‘leggings’ and shoved into fall boots and forgotten. To the Yoga pants who have suffered through a few rounds of wii fit yoga and thus decided they don’t really want to be yoga pants after all. You guys are real troopers- most of you guys probably have no idea that yoga is even a thing besides a type of pants.
Keep being comfortable, keep being cheap, and keep looking like actual pants when I cover you up with a nice shirt and boots, it’s how I get through winter.
(My favorite and most abused pair)
Recently I was in line at the grocery store, behind me was a frazzled looking young mom. She had an infant in the front of the cart going clinically crazy about being in a car seat, a rather belligerent 2 year old throwing cans of soup at the candy display. Then were blood curdling screams that would give the HULK a run for his money coming from her pint sized princess clad preschooler. Mini Elsa was standing about 6 feet behind her mom yelling “DONT WEAVE MEEEEE MAAAAAAAHHHM” and mom calmly says, “then walk with me, I am getting I line.” I hear her state under her breathe- “You don’t understand if you don’t have kids.” I’m not sure who it was intended for but it’s not the first time it’s been implied that I have absolutely no possible clue what it could ever be like to even be in the same room as a child unless I have produced one in my own uterus. In some ways frazzled grocery store mom is right, being a parent is something that can only be fully understood by another parent. But in other ways she’s so, so wrong. No, I do not understand fully, I don’t have my own kids. I’ve never grown a life inside my own body. I’ve never given birth to said life. And I’ve never been put in charge of said life’s growth and making sure said life doesn’t die. No, I don’t know the day in, day out challenges of life with loud, sticky and stubborn little people.
I’ll let you know when our TV show airs.