June 2019: lots of hiking and a flat tire

One day I’ll learn to actually finish drafting posts before I go on vacation because it’s just not gonna happen while I’m gone, even if they’re 90% done. And then it’s super not gonna happen while I’m moving soooooo… hi, hello! It’s been a while! One day I will live in a fully-functional, unpacked apartment! But until then, here’s June’s spending. Continue reading “June 2019: lots of hiking and a flat tire”

I’m moving!

As I hinted in my last post, it’s been a season of existential crisis. I wrote about it two years ago—the summer is always a fun couple of months where I endlessly agonize over what I’m doing with my life and/or at the very least what I’m doing still paying as much rent as I do instead of moving somewhere slightly cheaper. And I chose not to move last year, either.

Well, I’ve got news for you: I’m moving! Continue reading “I’m moving!”

May 2019: I went shopping. And that’s okay

May was…a month that happened. It was a largely stressful month—every year about this time I have a fun existential crisis about what am I doing with my life, am I moving or staying here, am I moving out of DC entirely, am I falling prey to one more year syndrome? (Spoiler alert: I’ve been in my apartment five years and at my job for three. There’s been a lot of one more year syndrome buuuuuuuut that also doesn’t mean I don’t freak out for a few months every year anyway before ultimately deciding to stay put.) Nothing like a little annual existential crisis to spice up your life! Continue reading “May 2019: I went shopping. And that’s okay”

Amsterdam, Paris, and Brussels, oh my!

Honestly with how busy I’ve been and how infrequently I’ve been posting lately, it kinda seems like it’s just now very on-brand for me to write posts long after I decided I was going to. So why not a Europe trip recap that’s a month late? It’s an excuse to post a bunch of pictures anyway.

So, long story short: my brother lives in Amsterdam. Last December, in continuing with my tendency these last few years to go places where I know people and can crash with them, I bought plane tickets to visit him. I was thinking it would be a solo trip, but after some deliberation about whether the whole family would go (the answer was no: my parents just had to replace their roof), we decided my dad would join me. He’s missed out on other family vacations since he can’t take off of work nearly as easily as my mom can, so it was his turn to get to go on a trip.

Plus plane tickets were $330 from here so how could we not? Dad came up to DC on a bus and we headed to the airport. Continue reading “Amsterdam, Paris, and Brussels, oh my!”