In the final WO of 2018, I think it’s only fair to reflect on the past 52 weeks and how much has changed.
I traveled thousands of miles for various trips between SF to Minneapolis, Cabo, Tampa, NYC and Kenya. I navigated new challenges at one job and earned a new role with my dream company. I forged new friendships, let go of some others and started learning to say no to things more.
And beyond me (or I, I, I), the world still turns despite scary headlines, and turmoil between family and strangers, and all of the nuances that make up this crazy thing called life.
I hope you find peace and joy this holiday season, especially if you are struggling. Whether it’s publicly known or privately fought, you matter to me — and likely a whole other slew of people out there.
Sending you warm holiday wishes and blessings for a prosperous 2019!
Happy TWENTY-freakin-EIGHTEEN, y’all! I caught a lovely cold while in New York, but that didn’t stop me from hosting close friends for a confetti-poppin’, show-stoppin’, F%*! 2017-themed Sunday shindig.
You know what did stop me, though? Being off from work Monday, then working from home while battling the cold yesterday, then coming into the office today and thinking it was maybe Monday again?
It didn’t help that I went to bed last night kind of, sort of, absolutely terrified our Tweeter in Chief was going to start a nuclear war. Sleep much?
So, I’m kind of failing at putting together WOs this year but that only means I can resolve to do better. And since a recent Lyft driver forever ruined (or improved?) Camila Cabello’s “Havana,” I figure I might as well do the same for you. Enjoy! We can only go up from here, right?