Things I feel like everyone should talk about
Two and a Half Years Without Grandma, but Who’s Counting? As per my last post, I’m officially done with school. No more late-night homework marathons or frantically searching in books for answers—just 5–6 days a week behind the chair at the salon. YAY for my business… but also, where did my life go? Let’s take inventory of what used to be my everything: Houseplants: Once 10, now 3. Do I care? Nope. Years ago I would have. Now if its almost even dying I'll just through the entire pot away. Baseboards: Got cleaned monthly, now just vacuuming them over if any. Wardrobe: I’ve traded cute outfits for scrubs. And honestly? Best decision ever. Past me would’ve fainted at the thought, but hey, scrubs are comfy, practical, and stain-resistant. Who’s the real winner here? I’ve checked off so many goals, but now that the stress is gone, I’m left wondering: what’s next? Grandma’s not here to cheer me on or swoop in to help. It's solely a me thing. I'm at the poin...