Now where was I again?

morning at the lake

I knew when I got back from vacation I would be overwhelmed with getting back to real life (hello unpacking, laundry, grocery shopping and the REGULAR GRIND!) and I knew I would struggle with trying to write about the vacation once it was in the past tense. That always happens. I tried to write posts while I was on vacation but I only kept up with that for about three days and sadly I think those posts dwell on the mundane and completely miss how wonderful this vacation really was. I’m going to post them here anyway because what else should I do with all that writing? You can gloss over them.

What’s silly is I’m paralyzing myself with my own pressure to write something really great. How stupid is that? You guys don’t care what I write. Just post some pictures and be done with it, my mom says. It’s just that this vacation was wonderful in a way that I didn’t expect and I want to make sure I capture that. So here’s to that and hoping I don’t fail miserably.

Also, I have a really big freelance job on the line and I have this sinking feeling I’m not going to get it. It’s okay if I don’t get it. It will be a lot of work and frankly I feel completely overwhelmed and terrified by it but at the same time I would be a fool not to give it my best shot. So pray for me. Either that I get the job and blow my own socks off or that I don’t get it and take failure graciously. I know it’s a learning experience and I’m embracing that but it doesn’t make it any less scary.