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*NOTE: I wasn’t planning on bringing back my 7 for Seven today. When I took a break from my vulnerability hangovers, a symptom of revealing some of the more intimate moments of my life to “strangers,” I knew I would bring it back again someday, but I had no plan in mind for when that should happen. There are several reasons why it just felt right when I woke up this morning: 1. My lamest reason — I was underprepared for this week’s #TheStruggleIsReal post. School started back this week, and I slacked from paying attention to my too often comical woe-is-me moments (well, hindsight is 20/20). 2. Life is a little bit hectic again. I want to pay more attention to all I have to be grateful for — I have so much. 3. I want to live my life with less limitations, and one of them is my fear that creeps in time and time again and that keeps me from allowing myself to feel vulnerable in my honesty — open to others seeing my failures, as when things go up, they have a longer way to fall. 4. I turned thirty-four yesterday. I’m not getting any younger, and I prefer my life as a 10, even if I burst open to reveal the inside of a wet, popped balloon, void of air at a -1. I’m not as frequently an even 5, and I’m okay with that… starting today.

Let’s face it // Mondays stink. Or at least we typically expect them to stink. That is why, every Monday, I post seven positives from the previous seven days of the week as a reminder of what we have so that the week starts out on an upswing. There is much truth in the belief that happy people attract good things, so it is important to start the week out right. Sometimes it’s the more grand, but other times, it’s the simple things.

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1st day of school

1. Welcome Back. After a restful summer, where I quickly wrapped myself up in a warm-blanketed routine of waking up slowly, enjoying a coffee on my balcony (my morning meditation), working out for an hour, swimming, writing, and going on a cathartic night walk with my ear buds on blast, this week back at work confused my stress-free body. This teach. was. tired. On the first Friday of the new school year, my body gave out before 9 PM. However, once back into the swing of things, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love my job and everything that comes with it. I’m so happy to be back.

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2. Creating an Experience. This year, my biggest growth goal as a teacher is to make each school day more about creating a positive, uplifting, and memorable experience for my students. I want my students to walk away from my class every day feeling a little bit more confident and fulfilled. I know it’s a lofty goal, and I’ll probably fail at it more often than not, but I’m hell bent on it. My coworkers inspire me to do better, and my students deserve it. This year, the 7th grade team held our “boot camp” again that I created last year to bond with our students and show them that their team of teachers are on the same page as far as rules and procedures as well as being there for their success. It went really well, and the buzz in the hallway among the staff and the students made me proud of the school where I work. The next day, my students experienced a CSI: Character Study Investigation, as I played the CSI theme song as they entered the classroom, dressed up in my protective crime scene gear and greeted them at the door. Today, students danced to the Whip/Nae Nae song as they entered the room and learned a verb song and dance. I’m having a blast stepping outside of my box, and I am hopeful that my students are, too.

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3. Fbook Posts.  Yesterday was my birthday, and I know I am not alone in getting Facebook messages on my birthday from friends and people who I haven’t heard from in a while alike, but it never fails to make me blush. I felt so loved. Though I have to say, my sister’s post (who shares her birthday with me) takes the cake (yep, pun intended). She posted these two gems in my feed from our dance recital days.

Photo by Andy Davidhazy

Photo by Andy Davidhazy

4. Saturday Night.  The night before my birthday, I was happy to spend time with some of my good friends at a small brewery in Austin. It was put together last-minute, so I didn’t get to enjoy it with all of my friends, but I am so grateful for those that showed up and spent time with me. I feel pretty lucky to have such good people in my life that genuinely care about me.

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5. Birthday.  One could say a thirty-fourth birthday would be a pretty anti-climatic one, but after yesterday, I could refute it. I shared my day with a friend who “gets me” and nurtured the side of me that both resists and craves a little bit of healthy fear in my life — and realizes that when pushed to do things that may be out of my comfort zone, they ultimately make me feel more alive.

6. Wombmate Time.  After a full and active day, my sister and her husband invited me over for cake. I couldn’t think of a better way to end my birthday than with someone who entered this world with me.

7. Epiphany.  “I prefer my life as a 10, even if I burst open to reveal the inside of a wet, popped balloon, void of air at a -1. I’m not as frequently an even 5, and I’m okay with that.” My twin sister is launching a Kickstarter project soon for a dress line she designed and modeled after all of the positive female figures in her life. In her description of the dress she designed after me, she said I was “petite, feminine, and fiery as hell” — exclamation point. I wasn’t entirely sure what my sister had meant by that, so I put my sister on the spot and asked her to tell me her intention behind that statement. To a little bit of my surprise, she told me that I wasn’t often calm. Considering the fact that calm is a desirable way to feel, I couldn’t help but feel a bit deflated after my sister’s response. My parents are almost completely opposite as far as their demeanors go. My dad is often the calm one, and while my mother is the most nurturing woman I know, she is, well, fiery. I hope my mother doesn’t take this the wrong way, but for some reason, I’ve always hoped for people to see my dad’s calm demeanor in me more often than my mother’s passionate, fiery side. Upon reflection though, it’s not because I admired my mother’s qualities any less. Instead, it was probably because I see more of myself in her, and it’s about time that I accept all of me, and cherish that part of who I am, because it’s NOT a bad thing — it’s just different. I may not always have an even demeanor, but when I feel, I will feel everything more, and you will get to share in that when it’s really damn good. And trust me, it’s really damn good.

I hope to inspire you to reflect on all you have to be grateful & that your week brings you even more positivity + balance + bliss!  Feel free to share your seven with me as well / or even just a couple!

Have a wonderful week!

xo,

Lauren


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#TheStruggleIsReal

Just as I aimed to ease the Monday blues with my 7 for seven, I aim once again. Though this time, I need a good laugh — at my expense, because if I don’t do that every once in a while, I risk taking myself too seriously.

Upon announcing to my roommate one morning before work, “I had to talk myself into washing my hair this morning in the shower to avoid it looking greasy, but now I can’t talk myself into drying it, so now it just looks greasy anyway!”, her dead-pan response to me was, “The struggle is real.” That seems to be her go-to response to me quite often, and it’s since become my inner-mantra whenever I need to just stop, step outside of myself, and laugh at myself and my “problems.”  

Last week’s “struggles”:

10. “Sometimes when I have to talk in front of other adults, I have an out-of-body-experience and have no clue what I’m saying.”

9. “I would say I needed one more day, but don’t we always need just one more day?”

8. “Someone hit the back of my car while I was parked and left their DNA on it in the form of blonde hair. Good thing I have never sleep-walked, or I would be worried.”

7. “I tested out my phone alarm this morning to see how many times I could hit the snooze button before it turned off the alarm. The answer is infinite. Infinite times.”

6. “I feel like such a dork, but is it Christmas?” – at teacher convocation (back-to-school pep rally for teachers)

5. “I’ve had more ding-dong moments in the past couple of weeks than I’d like to admit.”

4. “I have to attend three meetings at the same time. I don’t feel busy at all.”

3. “Ugh, my nails.”

2. “Ugh, he has a way of getting me to admit things that no person should ever admit.”

1. “I ‘ugh’ too much, don’t I?”

Happy Monday! I hope you have a great week. Share your laughs with me!

xo,

Lauren


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#TheStruggleIsReal

Just as I aimed to ease the Monday blues with my 7 for seven, I aim once again. Though this time, I need a good laugh — at my expense, because if I don’t do that every once in a while, I risk taking myself too seriously.

Upon announcing to my roommate one morning before work, “I had to talk myself into washing my hair this morning in the shower to avoid it looking greasy, but now I can’t talk myself into drying it, so now it just looks greasy anyway!”, her dead-pan response to me was, “The struggle is real.” That seems to be her go-to response to me quite often, and it’s since become my inner-mantra whenever I need to just stop, step outside of myself, and laugh at myself and my “problems.”  

Last week’s “struggles”:

10. “This is only my first Monday back to work, and I’m already in the ‘ugh, Monday mode.'”

9. “I can’t wait until this burger challenge ends. My body is a red meat factory.”

8. “Ugh, I have a burger belly.”

7. “I’ve got the meat sweats this week, so my workouts have been a little more… wet.”

6. “I bought two boxes of file folders for work and left them at the store. Those things are heavy. How does that happen? It’s causing me anxiety.”

5. “I’m tired. From reality.”

4. “Apparently, today is my first time driving.”

3. “Ugh, my nails.”

2. “I have an unhealthy infatuation with office supplies.”

1. “I’m a fan of monotonous tasks when I’m avoiding what should be priority.”

Happy Monday! I hope you have a great week. Share your laughs with me!

xo,

Lauren


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#TheStruggleIsReal

Just as I aimed to ease the Monday blues with my 7 for seven, I aim once again.  Though this time, I need a good laugh — at my expense, because if I don’t do that every once in a while, I risk taking myself too seriously.

Upon announcing to my roommate one morning before work, “I had to talk myself into washing my hair this morning in the shower to avoid it looking greasy, but now I can’t talk myself into drying it, so now it just looks greasy anyway!”,  her dead-pan response to me was, “The struggle is real.”  That seems to be her go-to response to me quite often, and it’s since become my inner-mantra whenever I need to just stop, step outside of myself, and laugh at myself and my “problems.”  

Last week’s “struggles”:

10. “I want to do something that scares me …which isn’t hard because everything scares me.”

9. “My face is numb. I might be drooling, but I wouldn’t know.”

8. “My experience with vulnerability lately has been when I finally allow myself to be vulnerable with someone, the other person withdraws. Vulnerability is confusing.”

7. “My shorts are too big this summer. When I sit, it looks as though I have a bowl in my lap.”

6. “If we had just gotten hotdogs instead, at least we’d have the proper utensils, and already that’s better than what we got.”

5. “But seriously, how do you do Tex-Mex wrong in West Texas?”

4. “What is that flying object in the field there? Ope, nope, it’s attached to the ground. It’s a pole. Just kidding. My eyes are fantastic.”

3. “Ugh, my nails.”

2. “‘One of these days’ is a phrase I’d like to stop using one of these days.”

1. “I guess I’ve realized I’m not as comfortable in my skin as I thought, but I’m a lot closer than I was before. My complexion is clear but sometimes it’s itchy for no other reason than I’m trying not to itch. My analogies are out of control.”

Happy Monday!  I hope you have a great week.  Share your laughs with me!

xo,

Lauren


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#TheStruggleIsReal

Just as I aimed to ease the Monday blues with my 7 for seven, I aim once again.  Though this time, I need a good laugh — at my expense, because if I don’t do that every once in a while, I risk taking myself too seriously.

Upon announcing to my roommate one morning before work, “I had to talk myself into washing my hair this morning in the shower to avoid it looking greasy, but now I can’t talk myself into drying it, so now it just looks greasy anyway!”,  her dead-pan response to me was, “The struggle is real.”  That seems to be her go-to response to me quite often, and it’s since become my inner-mantra whenever I need to just stop, step outside of myself, and laugh at myself and my “problems.”  

Last week’s “struggles”:

10. “The way you described the mess on your windshield — ‘strawberry explosions’ is so funny to me, and I don’t know why. I’m literally crying. Strawberry explosions! I’m dying!”
9. “We just had brunch, went shopping, and then grabbed Starbucks. Total #WhiteGirlSunday” – my roommate
8. “Their brunch kept calling out to me over Facebook advertisements, saying, ‘Lauren, you know you can’t resist me. I had to, but now I know. Nothing about this is good, but I had to find out. Now we know.”
7. “Can we get a brunch-over?” – my roommate
6. “I found an empty bottle of vodka on my walk today and my first thought was, ‘It’s 100 degrees — I could be crazier than that person on the sidewalk.'”
5. “I never thought I’d ever see the day I was excited about the scrunchy coming back. I feel shame. Painful, elastic, scrunched up shame.”
4. “I’m complaining about not having enough hours in a day, and I haven’t had to go to work in two months. I need help.”
3. “Ugh, my nails.”
2. “No, don’t do it. Never wear Spanx to avoid getting into bed with someone because if you can’t resist, not only did you break your rule, but you were also wearing Spanx.”
1. “Aaaah, a song is stuck in my head, and I don’t know the words!”

Happy Monday!  I hope you have a great week.  Share your laughs with me!

xo,

Lauren