As some of you may have heard through various other social media sites (can't keep anything on the DL these days obviously) I've finally landed a job! If you've been keeping up with my posts, you should know that this has been an ongoing worry of mine and this job offer is nothing short of amazing. And lucky for anyone that reads this blog because now I have one less thing to rant about. Hurray!
After getting the great news yesterday night, the hubs and I celebrated by going out to the new local pizza joint, Flippin' Pizza. It was perfect. And delicious.
Did I mention they also serve wine with their pizza? LOVE.
In other news: This past weekend, as promised, Mr. C and Roland took me out to see the gorgeous, and might I add, very plush Orange County. Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to take any pictures. Honestly, I was too busy window shopping and drooling over all the fancy-shmancy stores. Keyword being "window"... haven't started that job yet people.
But I did come to some sort of realization while having a mild anxiety attack in the middle of a ridiculously expensive boutique that I should have never walked into in the first place.
Shopping is fun in that it's fun to see what sort of styles are out there and get an idea of things you want to buy in the future (clothes, home decor, accessories, etc). But it's also quite depressing in that you realize how much of it you don't have and probably wouldn't be able to afford it all anyways. It's overwhelming.
Which leads me to my realization: I love shopping, but I hate it.
It's like my love, hate relationship with pinterest. I mean, I'm obsessed with it. But really, when will I ever be able to afford a lavish home with an entrance like this:
Or a phenomenal kitchen like this:
The correct answer is: Probably never.
But hot damn do I fantasize about it. It's just depressing when I put it into a realistic perspective. Oh well gotta get back to daydreaming about walk-in closets...
Until next time!
For Employment and Epiphanies,