Always, Sometimes, Never

The idea for this post came from the ever talented Lisa from Lisa's Yarns. Bright girl, she is!

Posts like this are great because you get to know a little more about me! Despite being let into some of my most personal thoughts, we're all still learning about each other, aren't we?

Always

• Start off my day by being thankful for what I've been given.
• Judge a man's character by the way he keeps his shoes. Something instilled in me by my father I suppose. I remember seeing him polish his shoes every weekend in preparation for his next work week. 
• Feel sad for furniture that have been left on people's lawns for garbage pick-up. I'm a ridiculous person that gives inanimate objects voices and feelings so nothing makes me more sad then a couch left out in the rain. (makes me sad just thinking about it!)

Sometimes

• Strut when I walk. It really has to do with the shoes I'm wearing. If I'm wearing sexy woman's power pumps, you can bet that I'll be strutting. 
• Feel like I should be doing more: love, friendship, to help people, to achieve greater things. I think this is a good thing though; I'm always motivated to gain more ground and overcome hurdles.
• buy things for myself that I intended on buying for other people. I usually feel guilty about this...

Never

• Leave a desk or a table without pushing my chair in. It's an odd habit.
• Go to sleep angry. At least, I try not to. 
• have enough stationary or shoes. It's a problem that is threatening to take over my life (and the storage space in my apartment...).

Okay everyone! Now it's your turn to do a always, sometimes, never style post. Let me know if you've done this so I can go check it out!

If I don't post before the weekend, have a great one! Long weekends are muchos fun - may yours be full of warm laughs, surprises and maybe a good book (or two).

Restless

I've been entertaining the strangest and most foreign thoughts lately; ideas so ludicrous that I expect my usually-grounded-control-freak mind to rebel against.

Throughout last week and into this week, I've been feeling particularly out of sorts. I don't exactly understand why since I'm incredibly content with my life at the moment; I have a great job, excellent colleagues, I make dozens of fantastic contacts on a regular basis, the weather is hot, there's a hammock on my balcony with my name on it, I have a lot of plans in the works for myself that are positive and exciting and I have love. You must be thinking, what does she have to complain about?

Truth is...very little! So what's the problem?

I'm incredibly restless

Although I tend to like "constants" in my life, there's a part of me that yearns to be ill-fated to the sort of life portrayed by Juliette Binoche in Chocolat. 

(I picked her rather than a gypsy because she's very stylish and doesn't have the problem of terrible teeth and personal hygene...yuck!)

Do you ever think about life's what-ifs? What would life be like if you just left it all, right now. 

Pack up. Take what you need. Get on a plane. Build a business... start a life somewhere else. 

I vote for my new life on a beach.

What an enchanting thought...

(Photo Credit - Ben)

Quiet thoughts...

I wonder if this is love.

this constant yearning to just be near you

to hear your voice

watch you

learn from you

that feeling of knowing that whatever I say will be enough

and will be the answer to your questions.

it must be...

it is.

(Photo Credit - Osvaldo_Zoom)