Spring break is finally here and I’m not even gonna lie… I’m celebrating this pause from Ubering my kids back and forth and trying to keep track of school! With spring finally here, it really feels like a reset — new season, new energy, new focus. Time to clear out what’s been sitting too long… physically and mentally. Spring cleaning, purging, getting my space and my mind right. I’m also trying to get myself together physically. Listen… my summer body might not be ready for 

Why is it that when the weather is nice, I feel energized, motivated, ready to do all the things…but when it’s cold? I want to cocoon in the bed like a swaddled baby. It’s cold. And while I’m not moving, my body has been talking to me. I just haven’t been listening. I blame the shady, indecisive weather. But this week, I’m recommitting. Not in an overwhelming way… just in a 1% better  way. I just read Atomic Habits  and that “be the person that…” mindset really stayed with me

Today was one of those good reset days. Church ✔ Errands ✔ Things around the house ✔ A little meal prep ✔ It’s late in the evening, but I’m proud of myself because I actually got it all done. There’s still a lot to get done but I did what I said Sunday was gonna do. I even took the time to map out what the week is gonna look like. Sometimes setting yourself up for the week ahead is the real win. Of course, life is still life-ing. I just saw there’s a two-hour early dismissal

Now listen… I’m not summer-body ready, and honestly I don’t care. But I am ready for summer. I’m ready for my electricity bill to go down, ready for spring break, ready for sunshine and longer days. What I’m not ready for? Bees. Wasps. Bumblebees. And these prom and graduation expenses coming my way. But time keeps moving whether we’re ready or not. Spring is springing and I’m just going with the flow. Back to work, readying my book, juggling life........still living my curr

Went to church this morning. I planned to make my grocery list and then relax until visiting my uncle who just came back from Ghana. I had a whole plan for my day...... but sometimes plans just call an audible. Yes we went to church. But my plan was no longer a plan after that. My "plan" to sort laundry and make my grocery list was interrupted by a very welcomed call to reminisce over how great my mom was when she was here. Then it was time to go run to Costco for my uncle's

Some Sundays are full and fun. Some are quiet and restful. Some Sundays are busy and productive. Some are, for whatever reason, just …… hard. I spent the first half of my day just really stuck in grief, sobbing under a blanket and hiding from the world. Then God did what he normally does, showed up. My auntie called asking me about buying steaks from Wegmans and my quiet sobs immediately erupted into loud wailing. “Christie, what’s wrong? Where are the boys? Christie stop cry

I don't wanna! That was my first thought this morning when the alarm went off. Church, laundry, groceries, planning for the week ahead ..... my usual Sunday. But guess what. I just spent the last week trying to figure out a website (that I all of a sudden decided to change), creating daily posts (which I never do), shopify, shipping, and everything else that has nothing to do with a book. Today's mantra, get somebody else to do it! I only get to say that because tomorrow is a