How to Stop Apologizing: A Work in Progress

I've been absent and off the grid and thinking about everything else other than art and making things that make me feel things. BUT I made an exception and scrawled my 2018 New Years Resolution. Check out my past posts regarding New Years to see that I'm pretty serious about this stuff. This year I'm working on trying to stop apologizing for my existence. 

Every other word that comes out of my mouth at work is "sorry." And once I started to notice how frequently I apologize, I started to get more and more irritated with myself. Sorry to ask this question... Sorry for doing my job... Sorry for asking you to do you job... Sorry that you have to do that... Sorry that you're upset at that person... Sorry you have to work this weekend... Sorry I didn't drop everything I was working on to help you with your problem... Sorry I don't know the answer... Sorry that you lost your pencil... Sorry I'm breathing... Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

The more I say 'sorry,' the more I feel worthless. I feel like I'm taking up needed space, like I'm not good enough or worthy of anyone's time or attention. It's hard to break deeply embedded habits, so this year I researched and lettered instructions on how to work on and accomplish my resolution. 

Hope you all have a wonderful 2018! 

*Cin Cin*

When my grandma was visiting me this past week, I found out that she drinks beer out of a wine glass... So classy, so weird. That seems off topic, but my point is whether you sip from a brown paper bag or use your finest china, I'm raising my metaphorical glass to all the ladies out there killing it on the daily. Happy International Women's Day! Thanks for existing everyday in a world that doesn't always feel welcoming or kind.

XOXO

Dead Serious

Laid around all weekend on my death bed as my body succumbed to disease. I felt like the end was nigh for me but then I took some more cold medicine and I pulled through. 💪 Not the best weekend, but I caught up on The Bachelor and watched Moonlight and drank copious amounts of La Croix. Also drew this dumb doodle and ate some tacos, ehhhh. I'm so basic.

Bye!

Breathe Deep.

I think most of the time we (as human beings) are thankful our nostrils point downwards so we can survive like, rainstorms and showers and snot, but I woke up this morning wishing (again) that I could flip my nose upside down and just really breathe in this storm that is brewing outside. 

Does anyone know what I mean? 

Anyways, someone posted this and I'll just leave it here...

Superpowers

I don't "get" superheroes and all of that, but I do have a really cool superpower! It's called being so fat that I hulk out of my shirts at work. Like just ripping sleeves off of a blouse because my arms are sausages and my shoulders are linebacker status. SUPER ATTRACTIVE, ask anyone.

Creative Criticism

Trimmed my hair, like, 3 inches??? and everyone at work had a hay day? It doesn't even look different, I don't understand. 

My favorite interaction after a haircut is the classic:

Other Person: "Did you cut your hair??!"

You: "Yeah." 

Other Person: "... Okay" 

Like, that person is SO disappointed in your appearance they can't even say one nice thing. Or pretend to say something nice. Or be human and be compassionate. They just have to point out that you made a huge mistake and then walk away.

Or:

Stranger: "Did you get a haircut?"

You: "Yeah."

Stranger: "Well, do YOU like it?"

You: *mental middle finger* 

Or:

Dude: "WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

You: "What?"

Dude: "YOUR HAIR!!!!!!"

You: "Alright."

People are kind of the worst. Just sayin'

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Read a book on a meditation and its positive health effects and this stood out to me. 

Material possessions don't buy happiness but hell, if they did...