We've moved!
My heart has been telling me that this move is necessary so we've changed scenes.
Check out the new blog at crispinthefalll.wordpress.com!
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
Monday, June 1, 2015
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Guess Who's Back
I've been M.I.A. for a while but I'm happy to say that things are starting to fall together for me.
I have not been sick from stress since Easter and I want to cry tears of joy saying that. You don't actually realize how incredibly awful it is to wake up every single morning nauseous until you don't have to anymore. With a little stress off of my shoulders, I managed to finish my second semester of Sophomore year with grades that I am beyond proud of. This past semester was by far my hardest (Sophomore slump, am I right?) and there were two classes where I was incredibly nervous to get my grades back. Nothing like giving something 110% and still feeling unsure. But when final grades came back, I was very, very pleased. I was also admitted into a Communications minor which now gives me two minors and I can't wait to continue pursuing those.
When I got home I had to move my apartment life into my living-with-parents life which isn't easy with all of my belongings but I somehow figured it out. Then I began work and I have been working ever since. I am working my butt off which is great because I'm making money but my body is tired because being a server is tough work. But that was just a statement, not a complaint, because I am very thankful for my job and all it offers me. It has given me the opportunity to reunite with old friends and meet some new ones.
As many of you know, I dream of one day being a wedding planner. My roommate Tasia and I are planning a wedding for December and Tasia let me know that the table decorations are now done for that which is so exciting because it is one step closer to the big day. I was also asked to being a day-of coordinator for a friend on her big day which I am absolutely so excited to do! I can't wait to help her out and see how perfect her big day is going to be!
Today I found out that I made the Executive team for JMU's dance marathon, MadiTHON. Truly a dream come true, I can't wait to be a part of something so amazing. This event, as well and CMN, holds a spot in my heart. Not just a philanthropy event, this cause means the world to me and I am honored to be able to help.
So time does heal all. It even heals some stress and insecurities, and gee, am I thankful for that.
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo
I have not been sick from stress since Easter and I want to cry tears of joy saying that. You don't actually realize how incredibly awful it is to wake up every single morning nauseous until you don't have to anymore. With a little stress off of my shoulders, I managed to finish my second semester of Sophomore year with grades that I am beyond proud of. This past semester was by far my hardest (Sophomore slump, am I right?) and there were two classes where I was incredibly nervous to get my grades back. Nothing like giving something 110% and still feeling unsure. But when final grades came back, I was very, very pleased. I was also admitted into a Communications minor which now gives me two minors and I can't wait to continue pursuing those.
When I got home I had to move my apartment life into my living-with-parents life which isn't easy with all of my belongings but I somehow figured it out. Then I began work and I have been working ever since. I am working my butt off which is great because I'm making money but my body is tired because being a server is tough work. But that was just a statement, not a complaint, because I am very thankful for my job and all it offers me. It has given me the opportunity to reunite with old friends and meet some new ones.
As many of you know, I dream of one day being a wedding planner. My roommate Tasia and I are planning a wedding for December and Tasia let me know that the table decorations are now done for that which is so exciting because it is one step closer to the big day. I was also asked to being a day-of coordinator for a friend on her big day which I am absolutely so excited to do! I can't wait to help her out and see how perfect her big day is going to be!
Today I found out that I made the Executive team for JMU's dance marathon, MadiTHON. Truly a dream come true, I can't wait to be a part of something so amazing. This event, as well and CMN, holds a spot in my heart. Not just a philanthropy event, this cause means the world to me and I am honored to be able to help.
So time does heal all. It even heals some stress and insecurities, and gee, am I thankful for that.
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo
Monday, April 6, 2015
"Things Have a Way of Working Out"
If you follow me on Twitter, you saw this tweet a few days ago:
I've expressed in my last few posts that I've been having rough days and I have begun to make changes to attempt to fix it. Leisurely reading, exercising, and taking time to reflect on what's positive in my life are the first steps.
When I was driving home Saturday morning for Easter I was just so beyond thankful and happy. Nothing puts me in a better mood than the drive from Harrisonburg to Rhoadesville, taking 33 over the mountain. That is truly a glimpse of God's work. But as I was soaking up the beauty and happiness with my sunroof open and Mac Miller's KIDS playing through my speakers, I realized that without the terrible days I had been having. There is no way I would have appreciated this amazing moment as much as I did then.
Being caught up in this stressful mess has made it extremely difficult for me to be optimistic but it just takes little moments to bring me back to realize what's really important. My Easter weekend was amazing and served almost as a theme of being grateful for the little things. I got to spend time with my family and Trevor's family, and I learned to play croquet which was extremely fun. I got to celebrate the fact that Jesus has risen and what is better than that?
Everything is not perfect, but it fills me with joy to know that I'm on the right track.
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo
I've expressed in my last few posts that I've been having rough days and I have begun to make changes to attempt to fix it. Leisurely reading, exercising, and taking time to reflect on what's positive in my life are the first steps.
When I was driving home Saturday morning for Easter I was just so beyond thankful and happy. Nothing puts me in a better mood than the drive from Harrisonburg to Rhoadesville, taking 33 over the mountain. That is truly a glimpse of God's work. But as I was soaking up the beauty and happiness with my sunroof open and Mac Miller's KIDS playing through my speakers, I realized that without the terrible days I had been having. There is no way I would have appreciated this amazing moment as much as I did then.
Being caught up in this stressful mess has made it extremely difficult for me to be optimistic but it just takes little moments to bring me back to realize what's really important. My Easter weekend was amazing and served almost as a theme of being grateful for the little things. I got to spend time with my family and Trevor's family, and I learned to play croquet which was extremely fun. I got to celebrate the fact that Jesus has risen and what is better than that?
Everything is not perfect, but it fills me with joy to know that I'm on the right track.
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
A Learning Experience
I'm glad others see struggle as inspiration. That might sound sarcastic but it's not. I'm very thankful that one does not have to endure a difficult situation to understand the lesson from it and its benefits. I'm glad that hard times make people stronger and that even broken people can mend.
My stress eats me alive, but I'm learning. I'm learning to take time for myself. I'm learning that it's okay to cry and let it all out but only if you pull it back together and go on with life. I'm learning that watching an episode of Sons of Anarchy before bed is a good way to unwind and it's okay to allow myself that. This is very similar to another post I previously did about taking the time to go on adventures and learning that it's okay to go to a concert on a Thursday night as long as you get your work done.
I have BY FAR not mastered my anxiety. There are many days when I still feel like I can't get out of bed or nauseous before work but I've learned to push on.
If you follow me on Instagram, you'll see my post about letting go of what you can't change. This is my biggest goal in life at the moment. This is where my focus is and what I strive to do. Someone commented on that picture and called me inspirational, the reason why I started this post the way that I did. I'm thankful that others can find inspiration from my corny Pinterest pictures that I use because it's so difficult for me to find words.
That being said, blogging has become a more difficult task for me. I don't strive to write a post just to write a post although I apologize that that then causes long breaks between posts. I've been taking a lot of me time, alone. I hate being alone but I need it. No matter how many times I try to find words to explain my situation the right ones aren't there and I don't expect others to understand this mystery feeling I'm having and it's hard to understand someone like me who doesn't really understand why she's so stressed.
The lesson from this post is pursuing what you want. I'm not where I want to be, but I'm trying.
Love ya mean it,
Bailey xoxo
My stress eats me alive, but I'm learning. I'm learning to take time for myself. I'm learning that it's okay to cry and let it all out but only if you pull it back together and go on with life. I'm learning that watching an episode of Sons of Anarchy before bed is a good way to unwind and it's okay to allow myself that. This is very similar to another post I previously did about taking the time to go on adventures and learning that it's okay to go to a concert on a Thursday night as long as you get your work done.
I have BY FAR not mastered my anxiety. There are many days when I still feel like I can't get out of bed or nauseous before work but I've learned to push on.
If you follow me on Instagram, you'll see my post about letting go of what you can't change. This is my biggest goal in life at the moment. This is where my focus is and what I strive to do. Someone commented on that picture and called me inspirational, the reason why I started this post the way that I did. I'm thankful that others can find inspiration from my corny Pinterest pictures that I use because it's so difficult for me to find words.
That being said, blogging has become a more difficult task for me. I don't strive to write a post just to write a post although I apologize that that then causes long breaks between posts. I've been taking a lot of me time, alone. I hate being alone but I need it. No matter how many times I try to find words to explain my situation the right ones aren't there and I don't expect others to understand this mystery feeling I'm having and it's hard to understand someone like me who doesn't really understand why she's so stressed.
The lesson from this post is pursuing what you want. I'm not where I want to be, but I'm trying.
Love ya mean it,
Bailey xoxo
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
"God will never give you anything you can't handle, so don't stress." -Kelly Clarkson
"God will never give you anything you can't handle, so don't stress." -Kelly Clarkson
Easy advice, right?
Stress is a nasty word. People throw it around like it is a normal everyday feeling like tired or happy but it's not. Yes, it is true that you can be simply stressed over a test and it can have little effect on you and diminish when the test is completed, but to many it is much more than that.
To me it is much more than that. To someone who battles with stress, even unknowingly in their most carefree moment, stress is an illness. I can feel as if I do not have a care in the world and then feel nauseous after I eat dinner because I am subconsciously worrying, stressing, about some unknown issue that my mind feels should be solved now.
I battle with stress daily. I am often sick, whether it is nausea, headaches, neck/back pain, being lightheaded, having an upset stomach, stomach pain, etc. All of this derives from worrying, something I cannot help. I do my best to not stress over issues that are out of my control but that is extremely more difficult than it sounds. My mind races, thinking of all possible solutions, sending me into a subconscious frenzy that I don't even know is happening. Relaxing helps. Baths, reading, resting all help but not completely.
This week I have had many obstacles to accomplish and although Spring Break is within reach, it isn't here yet. On my plate this week I have 3 tests, a quiz, a job application to complete, packing, a roommate search, car troubles to work out, disappearing friendships to try to repair, studying, neck pain, and the list goes on. I have tried my best to take these things one step at a time, which I feel like I am doing an okay job at. But when more than one thing hits me at one time I feel helpless.
I am trying to focus on the fact that Friday I will be en-route to Chapel Hill to spend time with my love and good friend and attend the UNC v. Duke basketball game but it is hard to stay motivated when I feel so frustrated.
I give you this rant in desperation of prayers. Prayers that I find a way to release some of this stress that resides in my body and live a more carefree life. I find inspiration to keep pushing through stressful times by Pinterest quotes (lame but it works) so here's one to help myself and others in the same boat as me.
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo
Easy advice, right?
Stress is a nasty word. People throw it around like it is a normal everyday feeling like tired or happy but it's not. Yes, it is true that you can be simply stressed over a test and it can have little effect on you and diminish when the test is completed, but to many it is much more than that.
To me it is much more than that. To someone who battles with stress, even unknowingly in their most carefree moment, stress is an illness. I can feel as if I do not have a care in the world and then feel nauseous after I eat dinner because I am subconsciously worrying, stressing, about some unknown issue that my mind feels should be solved now.
I battle with stress daily. I am often sick, whether it is nausea, headaches, neck/back pain, being lightheaded, having an upset stomach, stomach pain, etc. All of this derives from worrying, something I cannot help. I do my best to not stress over issues that are out of my control but that is extremely more difficult than it sounds. My mind races, thinking of all possible solutions, sending me into a subconscious frenzy that I don't even know is happening. Relaxing helps. Baths, reading, resting all help but not completely.
This week I have had many obstacles to accomplish and although Spring Break is within reach, it isn't here yet. On my plate this week I have 3 tests, a quiz, a job application to complete, packing, a roommate search, car troubles to work out, disappearing friendships to try to repair, studying, neck pain, and the list goes on. I have tried my best to take these things one step at a time, which I feel like I am doing an okay job at. But when more than one thing hits me at one time I feel helpless.
I am trying to focus on the fact that Friday I will be en-route to Chapel Hill to spend time with my love and good friend and attend the UNC v. Duke basketball game but it is hard to stay motivated when I feel so frustrated.
I give you this rant in desperation of prayers. Prayers that I find a way to release some of this stress that resides in my body and live a more carefree life. I find inspiration to keep pushing through stressful times by Pinterest quotes (lame but it works) so here's one to help myself and others in the same boat as me.
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Life Moves Pretty Fast (Thanks Ferris)
The question of the semester so far happens to be, "What is free time?" This semester is crazy so far and I've just begun. With work and classes and theme dinners and everything else, the beginning of this semester has been a blur and I know the rest will be too.
Spring semester always seems to feel like a blink of an eye with so many things to plan so far in advance. I'm writing things in my planner for April which feels forever away while also planning Skype interviews for work this Summer. Not to mention that February is in five days which astonishes me since I feel like I've just gotten back to school.
This is the time where my lists begin and lists become practically notebooks (novels) of things I have to do sorted whether I need to do them now, later, or eventually (aka never). It frustrates me that my weeks become so busy that I feel like it is difficult to make time for everyone I want to catch lunch with or have a movie night because that should be the time I'm planning around but instead I'm wedging it into spaces between work and class. Not to mention most of the things to do in a college town aren't easy when you're running low on money and pay day is over a week away.
I've been seriously struggling with a lack of sleep issue or more like a tiredness issue because my Jawbone Up is so proud of me for sleeping over 8 hours but I'm still waking up a lifeless zombie who doesn't realize how late it is until 5 minutes before I'm supposed to be trekking out the door to whatever class I'm about to be late to.
I'm extremely proud of myself for taking the time to try to look presentable in class since last semester my go-to (literally every day) outfit was yogas or leggings and a tee with boots. Even though I despise winter I would like to thank Mother Nature for making it cold (snow doesn't work well with leggings) which has forced me to wear real clothes. I would also like to thank my roomie Tasia for selling Mary Kay and even though you have made me broke, I feel obligated to wear makeup that covers up my blemishes so damn well.
College is literally crazy and the things I'm trying to teach myself this semester is that yes, class is extremely important but not to let it keep you from living life. You probably shouldn't go out to a party if the test that is worth half of your grade is the day after but it won't kill you to catch dinner and a cookie skillet with a close friend if all you have to do that night is read because your textbook will still be awaiting you when you return home.
So in the words of Ferris Bueller, "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."
Or in my words, live a little. Life's short. Have fun.
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo
Spring semester always seems to feel like a blink of an eye with so many things to plan so far in advance. I'm writing things in my planner for April which feels forever away while also planning Skype interviews for work this Summer. Not to mention that February is in five days which astonishes me since I feel like I've just gotten back to school.
This is the time where my lists begin and lists become practically notebooks (novels) of things I have to do sorted whether I need to do them now, later, or eventually (aka never). It frustrates me that my weeks become so busy that I feel like it is difficult to make time for everyone I want to catch lunch with or have a movie night because that should be the time I'm planning around but instead I'm wedging it into spaces between work and class. Not to mention most of the things to do in a college town aren't easy when you're running low on money and pay day is over a week away.
I've been seriously struggling with a lack of sleep issue or more like a tiredness issue because my Jawbone Up is so proud of me for sleeping over 8 hours but I'm still waking up a lifeless zombie who doesn't realize how late it is until 5 minutes before I'm supposed to be trekking out the door to whatever class I'm about to be late to.
I'm extremely proud of myself for taking the time to try to look presentable in class since last semester my go-to (literally every day) outfit was yogas or leggings and a tee with boots. Even though I despise winter I would like to thank Mother Nature for making it cold (snow doesn't work well with leggings) which has forced me to wear real clothes. I would also like to thank my roomie Tasia for selling Mary Kay and even though you have made me broke, I feel obligated to wear makeup that covers up my blemishes so damn well.
College is literally crazy and the things I'm trying to teach myself this semester is that yes, class is extremely important but not to let it keep you from living life. You probably shouldn't go out to a party if the test that is worth half of your grade is the day after but it won't kill you to catch dinner and a cookie skillet with a close friend if all you have to do that night is read because your textbook will still be awaiting you when you return home.
So in the words of Ferris Bueller, "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."
Or in my words, live a little. Life's short. Have fun.
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo
Monday, January 12, 2015
Cheers for Year One!
It's been exactly a year since I've started my blog. Wow. I'm far from where I'd like to be as a blogger but I'm proud of how this first year has gone. I'm so thankful that I mustered up the courage a year ago to make this blog that I wasn't even sure I knew how to maneuver. I'm still not sure.
I've had some blog posts that I love, and some that I haven't but this is a growing experience. I am so thankful to every one of my followers and every person who has ever stopped to read one of my blog posts or leave a comment (those are the best). I am thankful for every blog that has inspired me to write better, more often, and more creatively.
This year has been amazing. I finished my first semester in college and began my second. I moved in with my best friends and into my first apartment. I spent another year with my love. I joined a leadership program and began my major which I absolutely love. I learned about the difficulties and benefits of being a waitress. I got to see my uncle marry the woman of his dreams after 30 years of being out of contact. To say the least, I've been blessed.
I've grown a lot in this past year. I've gained a great deal of patience. I'm still not always the most patient one but I've found it easier to look on the bright side of things and be able to be kind to those that are causing me to be late or wait. I try to be gentler. I try to think of others before myself in a way that I have not before. Most importantly, this year I've tried hard to learn that being myself is the best way to be. I realize that, like everyone else, I have many different aspects of my personality that I want to embrace. There is no one "type" of person. People are diverse.
As I embark on a brand new semester with brand new classes and challenges, I am happy that I am where I am. Although I have my moments like we all do, I am proud of who I am and what I have accomplished. I can't wait to see what 2015 brings to not just me but my blog. I hope to write often and better. I also hope that I can connect with my readers and that they enjoy my blog. I hope that I am relatable and appreciated.
So here's to 2015 and year two of Crisp in the Fall! I hope you enjoy!
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo
I've had some blog posts that I love, and some that I haven't but this is a growing experience. I am so thankful to every one of my followers and every person who has ever stopped to read one of my blog posts or leave a comment (those are the best). I am thankful for every blog that has inspired me to write better, more often, and more creatively.
This year has been amazing. I finished my first semester in college and began my second. I moved in with my best friends and into my first apartment. I spent another year with my love. I joined a leadership program and began my major which I absolutely love. I learned about the difficulties and benefits of being a waitress. I got to see my uncle marry the woman of his dreams after 30 years of being out of contact. To say the least, I've been blessed.
I've grown a lot in this past year. I've gained a great deal of patience. I'm still not always the most patient one but I've found it easier to look on the bright side of things and be able to be kind to those that are causing me to be late or wait. I try to be gentler. I try to think of others before myself in a way that I have not before. Most importantly, this year I've tried hard to learn that being myself is the best way to be. I realize that, like everyone else, I have many different aspects of my personality that I want to embrace. There is no one "type" of person. People are diverse.
As I embark on a brand new semester with brand new classes and challenges, I am happy that I am where I am. Although I have my moments like we all do, I am proud of who I am and what I have accomplished. I can't wait to see what 2015 brings to not just me but my blog. I hope to write often and better. I also hope that I can connect with my readers and that they enjoy my blog. I hope that I am relatable and appreciated.
So here's to 2015 and year two of Crisp in the Fall! I hope you enjoy!
Love ya mean it,
Bailey
xoxo
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