Day 304: Savory Sunday

Hello wild ones! oh man I just ate some deliciously greasy pizza. So gooooooood.

Now I’m curled up in my chair reading, though I think I’m going to relocate to the bedroom. I slept wonderfully today, but I’m still a bit exhausted.

Missing one for my days off has kind of thrown off my rythm. Tomorrow I’ll have to grocery shop and get the house cleaned, tonight I’m just gonna chill. 

NIGHT!

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!

Chels

Day 303: Work Sucks

Hello wild ones! Well kids I’m at work tonight…I’m not supposed to be, but I’m an idiot who answered the phone when my boss called and instead of lying, or actually telling the truth about having plans for the day, I told them I would come to work tonight. That moment of insanity cost me dearly my friends. Shortly after agreeing to come in they called and asked if I could come in early…like wanted me at the office at 2 pm and once again stupid ass me, said yes.

So, I’ve been here now for 8 hours and I’m ready to bang my head against the wall. Seriously, ready to just pack my crap up and take myself home, but I’m stuck here for another 6.5 hours…jeeze kill me now.

My family is a freaking ball of drama…I’m over it. I wanna just run away. I wanna take my dog and my books and run away. Far, far away.

Anyway…don’t mind me, I’ll be escaping into a book here shortly and I’ll be fine by morning. If I’m not I may just escape into a tall bottle of liquor tomorrow night.

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!

Chels

Day 302: Funny Friday

Hello wild ones! I hope your work week was better than mine. This week I think I am overly excited that today is my last day at work…last night was just awful.

My stress induced headache decided to stick around all dang night and I swear it was the epitome of snowball effect. Or just perhaps a study in every thing that can go wrong will go wrong. However, I managed to make it out alive and with most of my hair still intact, so I guess overall it was a successful night managing my stress levels.

Tomorrow we still have a shopping trip planned, which I am ready to get over. I’m not the girl who gets excited about shopping. Typically I have a game plan, I’m always looking for something specific when I shop and the sooner I can find the thing I’m looking for the better. This time is no different, I’ve got a plan, some very particular things that I am looking for and I am hoping my entourage will help expedite things.

As for the rest of the weekend I have no definite plans. Though I know I am going to have to probably physically restrain myself from heading to the nearest store and grabbing a box of hair dye. Ever since I decided that it was time to get back in touch with my roots, ha, I’ve been impatient to make the change. Like to the point that I may not even wait for my regular hairstylist to come back from maternity leave. I may very well shoot her a text to make sure it would be okay for me to ask her sister to squeeze me in for my makeover. I need time though, I seems silly to think that I’m wasting so much time thinking about my dang hair, but since deciding that I want to go back to brown I’ve been trying to figure out if I want to go full brown or if I’d like to try and keep some of the blonde, but then I think about the fact that part of the reason I am doing this is to minimize future damage to my hair…makes me feel super shallow to be obsessing about something to superficial, but it just about the only thing that’s been on my mind recently.

Okay, enough about my dang hair…for tonight. lol. I hope you have a wonderful weekend kids!!

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!

Chels

Day 301: Truckin Along

Hello wild ones! I did not even realize what time it was!!! I just finished reading a book and was reading an exert from the next part when I looked up at the clock and saw that it was nearly midnight. Whoops.

Goodness I wish I wasn’t at work tonight. I came into a real shit storm this afternoon. Despite the fact that we are in so deep it caused me to get a headache, I’m not really busy doing my job…when trucks are stuck out on the same job like they are tonight I get way less phone calls, soooooo I’ve just been reading and stressing for the past 6 hours.

Alright, I gotta find some aspirin, now that I’ve eaten to get rid of this damn headache. I hope you have a wonderful night!

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!

Chels

Day 300: Father Time

Hello wild ones! I swear sometimes I have no idea where the heck my brain goes…just realized that I mis-numbered the dang blog entry from yesterday…seriously get your shit together Chels.

Can you believe there’s only another 65 days left in this year? I’m over here wondering where the hell all the time went. I guess that’s what happens when you spend all your time with you face in books…time just flies right past.

Anyway…I’m gonna get back to one of those books I’ve head my nose stuck to…

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!

Chels

Day 299: Hairy Situation

Hello wild ones! Back to the grind for me…I’m sure I’ll get no sympathy from those of you who have already been back to work for two days now, but I’m back behind my soul sucking desk. Okay soul sucking is obviously a bit over the top, but so is just about everything else about me.

I did not manage to get my house cleaned this week, shocker I know. I guess after volleyball last night I was just a bit to worn out and sore to try and make myself care that my house needs to be swept and mopped. Didn’t exactly get my chicken stir fry made either, but I’ve got enough pot roast to have it for lunch for the next three days, so it will do for now. And while we are talking about the things I didn’t get done yesterday, I also didn’t sort through my shoes like I planned. Wow Chels…what the hell did you do last night? The same dang thing I do most nights, read, contemplate life, and talk to my dogs even though they just ignore me.

One of the things I’ve been thinking about probably a bit too much lately is my hair. I know, what a silly thing to waste time thinking about, but for the past two days I’ve been staring back at my reflection wondering where in the hell I went. I’ve been blonde or some shade of purple or silver for just about 2 years now and it just doesn’t feel like me. My hair is dry, brittle, on a good day it’s still not all that smooth or silky like it used to be and the color just doesn’t look like me anymore.

I’ve never been particularly edgy or that level of cool that gives off a rocker vibe, despite the tattoos and purple hair. That may very well be the biggest reason behind my hair transformation in the first place. In high school my hair was just regular brown, I dyed it all the time to cover the premature grey that was always sprouting up, but other than that I didn’t really branch out until after high school. In college I dye the underneath of my hair pink for a semester and then when I moved back home it was black all the way. I’m a pale ass girl, so the black worked, made my eyes pop and all that jazz, but then I found someone willing to help me get rid of the black and achieve my blonde hair goals. It took FOREVER. But I got there and now that I’ve been part of the crazy hair club for the better part of 2 years I find myself wondering why I thought I needed to have crazy hair to begin with.

So, I told M yesterday that I was ready to go back to brown and when she asked why I gave her the simple answer. I’m tired of having hair that is brittle, dry, and damaged. And while that is true I think the better answer would have been, I’m just ready to be me, to be real. Maybe I was running, thinking that just because my hair was brown it meant I was boring. I’m not boring, I may prefer to stay home and read most nights, but I know I’m not a bore. Dyeing my hair back to brown is not going to magically turn me into a frumpy boring girl, just like bleaching my hair did not turn me into a social butterfly.

Now I just have to wait for my hair stylist to come back from maternity leave and hope that she doesn’t want to ring my neck when I ask to look at the color book for a brown. Hopefully I won’t have to wait much longer…

Well, now that I’ve gotten all that hair talk off my chest…wow..what the heck are you guys still doing here reading the ramblings of this confused bitch about her hair? Goodness. Bless your hearts. 🙂 Have a great night and a great hair day tomorrow! LOL

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!

Chels

Day 298: Sandy Toes

Hello wild ones! I just got from playing volleyball and I am happy to report that I didn’t hurt myself any further. I’m still not back to 100% on my knee, but I was able to move around and play with relative ease. Luckily we weren’t trying to be super competitive, so I didn’t push myself like I usually would. Progress is progress. 

I’ve got a pot roast in my crock pot and after I post this entry I’m going to start working on a chicken stir fry that will be my lunch for this week. It feels like forever since I actually prepped my lunches, I need to get back in the habit. 

Officially finished my laundry this morning. I also went a little further than necessary and cleaned my closet up, I had some clothes in there that I’ve either never worn or haven’t touched in ages, so I’ve got a pile of cap to either donate or get rid of. Tonight I’m going to go through my shoes…

While putting all of my laundry away I was kind of mentally packing/preparing for  Vegas. I know it’s still 5 weeks off, but with me it’s better to start thinking about these things early because I’m liable to forget something and if I leave packing/preparing to last minute that thing will get left at home. With regards to my wardrobe I decided I needed to do a smudge of shopping. 

I’m a very laid back girl, I’m sure you’ve noticed, but for some reason I want to be someone else in Vegas. Okay, maybe not someone else but I want to make the best of very single day I get, so I’m gonna get gussied up. I can probably count on one hand the number of times I’ve put makeup on in the last few months, or dressed in something other than the normal blue jeans/yoga pants that seems to be my day to day wear. I just want to expand my horizons, so I’m gonna plan outifts, shop for some staples and get a little crazy in the city of lights, that’s Vegas right? 

Shooping excursion has been planned for Saturday, M and my sister will keep me on track, not that I’m liable to go on a bender, but I can trust them to help me stay the course and find exactly what I’m looking for. Of course, you’ll get to be there too, well in spirt mostly, but I’ll try to take some pictures. 

Alright kids, I’m gonna get to cooking. Have a great night!

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!

Chels