Today was a good day.
A dang beautiful, good day.
Today was a good day.
A dang beautiful, good day.
A peek into my tiny home.
I spent my weekend curled up in bed with a cold that seems to have knocked me right off my feet. It hasn’t been fun. But you know what? It has given me a reason to just.. chill.
I usually spend my weekends out and about running errands, meeting up with friends, or perusing through my favourite shops (and finding new ones). And I love doing that - exploring. But then I go back to work from Monday to Friday, come home at night, and I just keep going. Go, go, go. No breaks.
This weekend was such a nice break. I stayed in my PJs, napped every few hours, and caught up on so many shows & movies I had been wanting to watch. It was nice. And relaxing. Kleenex, Advil & Gatorade aside, I needed a weekend like this.
2013 holds promise.
But 2012? It’s a hard year to beat. The year I completed my undergrad. The year I moved to Toronto, and began my career with a company that I feel so proud to be a part of. The year “home” stopped being my parents’ house, and started being my own place. Weird. The year my friends really grew. In numbers, maturity and closeness. 2012 is a hard year to beat. It’s been so full of greatness. So full of high-fives, squeals and hard-earned rewards.
But, I think that the best is yet to come.
To 2013. And to making it count!
(Source: artonkels)
Ahh, Christmas. You were good.
Despite the cold weather, our Christmas was filled with warmth. I’ve got such a great family, and that’s all I could really ever ask for.
Merry, merry!
