It’s the pleats.

{And the humidity…Why do I even try to straighten my hair in August?!}

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Awkward legs? Check!

I started my new teaching gig and 5th (!!!) year of teaching on Monday with a full day of “Welcome to the district!” where we learned about the district’s pupil services, business office how-to’s, how to not sexually harass people, and a quick PBIS overview.  For my second time going through New Teacher Induction, I can honestly say that this has been extremely informative and very much to the point.

 

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“Gosh, I hope my neighbors don’t see this…”

 

We also learned in detailed points about the dress code.  And my heart shattered – no jeans.  Unless it’s a spirit day.  Which is maybe once a month and is building dependent.  This is unfortunate because I super duper depend on jeans to extend my minimal professional wardrobe from one week to the next.  And since money doesn’t grow on trees (shucks), I’ve started to become braver in my shopping choices.  Would you believe that this skirt was thrifted?  (If you said, “yes”, good for you!)

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“Just take the picture, Chris!!!”

With that, I’m trying to get over my irrational fear of going into thrift/consignment stores and finding clothing that is cute & affordable.  Wish me luck. 🙂

 

What’s your favorite outfit combination when all you want is that comfy pair of denim?

 

xo

 

Linking up with…pleated poppy

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Sunday Social

Definitely still easing into the whole blogging thing again and luckily one of my favorite link-ups is today!

 

1. One item you wish you could splurge on right now:
OMG, I (and everyone else on Pinterest) have been swooning over The J.Crew Factory Herringbone Vest

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But, I will probably end up purchasing this just-as-cute, but way more affordable, black vest from Old Navy

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2. If you had an entire weekend of no plans what would you do?
Convince myself to run, go to Yoga Sculpt (best.class.ever), hunker down and watch Netflix/Hulu, and drink coffee.  Not necessarily in that order.

3. Next place you are visiting outside of your current city?
In my now infinite free time {sarcasm}, I am trying to find a way to get to Stevens Point, WI to see my new “nephew”, but we are going to Chicago in early September for the Chicago Half Marathon.

4. Are you a neat freak or a clutterbug?
Let’s just say I’m a piler, not a filer.  I know where everything is, but it is in massive piles around the apartment.  It drives Neat-Freak-Chris NUTS.

5. Favorite Summer purchase?
85% of my living room furniture is new as of this summer (you know, moving…) so I’m madly in love with what I’ve done with the place.  Clothing wise, it’s my new white Chuck Taylors. 

 

Pick a question and answer below!

Sunday Social

In the moment.

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This is exactly what we saw last week, I just was too tired to bring any devices with me. {Via}

 

Last Friday, Chris and I watched the sunrise over the lake (which some may even call “Great”) and while I was never more happy to be in that moment with him watching the colors turn from grey to pink to orange to blue, I reflected on this past summer.

 

For the last 8 weeks, my motto has been “Just be”.  Meaning, I wanted to stay in that moment right then and there.  My summer vacation has been rejuvenating in more than one sense and I think that mind set played a major role in that. The last 8 weeks have been particularly fulfilling in that we moved back to our chosen home (Milwaukee) to a quaint & cozy one-bedroom apartment, I taught physics for an Upward Bound program with some incredible people, and reconnected with old friends and built stronger friendships with long distance ones.  But one of the most important lessons I learned this summer was how to be independent and self-sufficient.  You see, Chris was in Michigan for most of the summer leaving both of us in a new place (both literally and figuratively).  I learned a lot about myself as a person, professional, and partner.  And he learned a lot of paleography and wrote a (very) large chunk of his dissertation.

 

Being solo for most of the summer was an interesting experience.  In the first third of his absence, I realized that I depend on Chris to keep me on a schedule.   More than once, I realized I had wiled away hours watching Real Housewives of New Jersey (keeping it classy, y’all) or surfing the internet.  I was also pretty lonely in that I didn’t have a built-in hang-out session every morning and in the evening.  But, this forced me to set alarms on my phone and schedule myself throughout the day and reach out to old friends that I hadn’t seen in years.

 

During the last two thirds of his absence, Chris and I worked on our LDR communication by increasing the amount of texting we did during the day – something we never really needed to do otherwise.  This made me realize that even when he’s home, we need to make conscious efforts to communicate and just be with each other when we can.

 

While I learned a lot about myself and Chris’ role in our marriage, Chris had a similar learning experience while he was living with a random roommate in Michigan.  Without sounding trivial, anything I cook for a while is going to be “the best dinner ever”.  Now, do I think that living apart from my spouse for 6 weeks (with 2 visits in between) made our relationship stronger?  Yes, I do.  Would I do it again?  Probably not.  I think it depends on the circumstances (i.e.: if Chris gets a job where travel is necessary) and it certainly makes me more empathetic (not that I wasn’t previously) for those couples who must spend months or  years apart.

 

I took 2 months off of writing because I wanted to be in the moment and it also became the “summer of yes”.  Yes to yoga, coffee, dinner, walks, runs, bike rides, and road trips to Chicago & Iowa.  I wanted to be present for all of those things and not worried about how I was going to relate it in a blog post.  But, while I definitely wasn’t writing, I was still keeping up with Bloglovin’ and I realized what kind of blogger I want to be.  So this year, one of my goals is to be true to myself – whether that’s writing deeper, more heartfelt posts like this one or sharing what outfit I’m wearing, I want to be truer to my content.  I know I’m not going to make all the readers happy and I have to be OK with that.  Nothing is more irritating that opening up Bloglovin’ and seeing 15 posts all “sponsored” by the product.  There are some times when I have 100+ unread posts and I only really want to read 5-6 of them. But, that is a rant for another day…

 

Have you ever been separated from your partner for a long period of time?  

Did you learn anything about yourself or your relationship?  

How do you stay “true” to yourself?

High Five for Friday

“There are no big deals in life except for Death, Divorce and Moving”.

1// We moved!  I can’t believe we are finally here.  And by “we”, I mean “me” as Chris is gone for 2 weeks.  Then, home for one.  Then, gone again for 4.  I threatened that it would be all crafts all the time.  Instead, I decided to buy furniture for the living room.  Can’t wait for that reveal!

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2//  WAY back in November, we decided to register for the Summerfest Rock ‘n’ Sole Half-Marathon.  It was the cheapest half-marathon we’ve registered for in a LONG time (only $55/person!  Remind me why this is my hobby again…?).  The catch is that it turned out to be 3 (!!) days after our big move.  But, because we paid for it, we ran it.  It was our slowest half-marathon time ever and we planned it that way.  Half-marathon #6 is in the books…go us.

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During-race-selfie.

 

3// We went to our first fest of the season.  Milwaukee has a different themed fest at the Summerfest grounds almost every weekend.  We got free tickets to Polish Fest in our Rock ‘n’ Sole swag bag, so we couldn’t NOT go.  It was OK, but it was fun to be out and about.

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4// On Friday morning, I have my first training for my summer job – teaching physics for a summer program at Marquette!  It’ going to be so rad being on campus again and I’m so excited to reconnect with everyone from college now that I’m less neurotic.    I think I came off a little strong at our dinner meeting on Wednesday night, but I’m hopeful that I can make up for it tomorrow.

 

5// The Milwaukee public library has become my new BFF.  I have read 2.5 books since I got my library card on Monday.  The horrible weather (when did I move to Seattle again?!) has been helpful in addition to me not having a legit schedule.  My mornings lately have been getting up, making a cup of coffee and then snuggling back into bed to read for a few hours.  We don’t have a couch at the moment, so my bed is really what I’ve got – but it’s the best.

 

What have been some highlights for you lately?!

 

xo

Moving to MKE: We made it!

Well, holy shit.  We made it.

 

We started out with this…

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Packing your kitchen is the WORST.  The cabinets hide so much stuff and there’s just so.much.stuff.  For one of the smallest rooms in the house, it definitely had the most boxes dedicated to it.

 

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Packing a moving truck definitely takes some skill.  We sold a lot of our belongings before we moved, which helped a lot.  And while it was probably the worst Tetris game ever, we were able to fit everything in a 12 foot truck and our 2-door Honda Civic.

 

But it wouldn’t be a major life event for us without a crisis.

 

We were halfway to Milwaukee when Chris pulled off the highway at a random exit.  “Hmm,” I thought, “this can’t be good.”  It turns out the check engine light was on.  After assuming it was the fuel cap, we called the company of the truck (it rhymes with Smudge-it) and they were like, “If you haven’t lost power, keep going!”

 

OK, whatever you say Smudge-it Truck Company.

 

So, we kept on trucking (no pun intended) and we’re navigating through the highways surrounding the city.  I speed ahead of Chris as it’s my job to lead us from the highway to the apartment.  After taking a wrong turn (shut up, directions are not my strong point), we’re waiting at a stop light and I see Chris flip on his left-hand turn signal behind me.  “What the hell?” I thought.  I turn left into a Toys ‘R’ Us parking lot and see that he’s not moving.  This falls under “Not Good”.

 

I park the Civic and run into traffic to see what’s going on.  The truck had lost power and it was not planning on moving anytime soon.  We are seriously screwed.  We’re 5 miles away from the apartment, all of our stuff is in the truck and the truck is out of commission.

 

Needless to say, Chris was NOT happy.  I called our friends to let them know they were off the hook for helping us unpack and we were met with a lot of “OMG” and “Are you SERIOUS?!”  No, I’m totes lying to you {sarcasm}.  On the bright side, we have awesome friends because they ended up helping us unpack anyways.  Even those who couldn’t make it were super supportive and offered to help us organize (sorry I never called you back, Ang!).

 

Long story short, we called Smudge-It AGAIN and they sent someone out.  The guy from the maintenance place was like, “Oh, it must be the fuel pump.”  Well, that’s super, how are we supposed to move all of our belongings?  Chris and the Guy limped to the apartment as less than an idle.  But, we (and our stuff) made it to the apartment in one piece.

 

At least we have a good story now?

 

What are your moving horror stories?

 

xo