Find Your Joy!

When it all boils down to it, would you rather have a job that you hate but it brings you wealth, or a job that doesn’t bring you wealth but allows you to live comfortably and it makes you happy?

I’ve spent my adulthood (I’m 25) working jobs that I hate but nonetheless have allowed me to maintain minor luxuries.  My co-worker and I had a discussion today about our jobs vs our happiness. We both agreed that we would rather be happy than make x-amount of dollars. Nonetheless, we can’t be foolish and say screw our jobs, let’s go live on a beach and catch sea turtles.  I would love to spend my time on this earth doing what I love to do but then I stopped to ask myself, “What is it that I love doing? What would bring me joy? What would I love doing even if it didn’t make me wealthy? Writing is the only thing that came to mind. I would love to travel and blog. Take pictures and write stories. Oh, and cook and eat! Realistically without having enough savings and some sort of income I probably won’t be able to do that. I guess that’s the irony of life. We get jammed up working jobs that we dislike, hoping that one day we can live out the dreams that we’ve engineered.

Sometimes I feel stuck,trapped in places that I hate. But, I know things will change, I just have to be patient and pray. I have to wait on Gods timing. I know that this is apart of my journey.  I know that I have to keep writing and become a better writer than what I am now. I have to master my craft and invest in myself. I leave you all with this,fight for what you want! Fight for your dreams and fight for your happiness!  Find your joy and figure out how to make money from it. Don’t give up, you are closer to bliss than you think!


Fat Girl Blues



So, January 1st came and went. Ah, another year of high hopes and expectations! While everyone has that “New Year, New Me” shit going on,I never make a New Year resolutions. I feel that any time and any day is a perfect day to attempt to make change and to better ones self, not just when the calendar rolls around but to each its own. However, this year is a bit different. I haven’t made a resolution this year either but I’m attempting to lose weight and exercise regularly. In 2013 through some of 2014 I was going to the gym with my co-worker and I was seeing results. My diet had changed somewhat but not drastically. I mainly just worked out and increased my water intake. People were telling me that I was losing weight and I even saw the difference in some of my clothes. Once I moved to Ohio,I stopped going to the gym and with my schedule I just would order pizza or stop somewhere and get something on the way home because it was convenient. It wasn’t until recently that I looked at myself and realized how much weight I had put on over the last few months. I’ve always been chunky and it never bothered me but recently I really dislike my body and my size. I want to drop at-least five pants sizes and tighten up. My stomach has to go and I want to tone up my thighs. I don’t mind having meat on my bones but at this point its just a tad bit too much.

I’m going to try to cook everyday and make healthier meal plan decisions. I’m also going to cancel my gym membership that I don’t use anyway. I intend to start doing a Zumba workout from home at-least four times a week. I intend to drink more water and try to cut out pop completely and keep my juice intake to a minimum. I also have to eat less sweets. I admit, that I love ice cream. I’m attempting to muster up the courage to do a meatless month,most likely I’ll start that in February.

While this isn’t a resolution, it is something I want to tackle this year and carry it into the future. I also hate the word “diet” it makes me feel like I’m on punishment. I refuse to go to the extent of saying that I’m dieting.  I’m simply adapting to a healthier way of eating and living. My goal is to drop at-least three pants sizes by May before I go to Georgia.

Why is it so difficult to lose the weight but so easy to gain it…UGH!

We’ll see what happens…